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Hey y'all.
Jul. 16th, 2018 09:43 amI keep trying to write little updates here, but they keep turning into essays because it's been so long. And the essays never get finished and then, even more time goes by without posting, and there's even more to say, and a new essay has to be started, etc. So it's all a horrible circle.
In any case:
I am in Tacoma, and have been living here since February. The pace and the culture here suit me much better than Seattle. A move can't change everything, of course. Life here so far hasn't been without its share of challenges, especially for me, those have been financial (since leaving teaching), chemical (changes in medications which had very severe consequences), and existential (as always.) Social things also remain a struggle -- that's it's own post for another day, but at least it's less intense than it was up north. I've also been doing a lot of thinking & writing about my relationship to gender, about spirituality, and etc, which leave me with deep questions and some pretty strong emotional experiences.
Between working for UberEats, being able to read books again (my mental health was so bad that I wasn't able to concentrate enough to read fiction before), playing Pokemon Go, and being part of the TacomaRocks art community (we paint and hide rocks around town and find each other's, and trade them)...The long stretches of days in bed are gradually going away, even if only to replaced by the anxious energy of needing to work, or of sitting in the Fred Meyers parking lot avoiding work and reading Chaim Potok instead.
In any case:
I am in Tacoma, and have been living here since February. The pace and the culture here suit me much better than Seattle. A move can't change everything, of course. Life here so far hasn't been without its share of challenges, especially for me, those have been financial (since leaving teaching), chemical (changes in medications which had very severe consequences), and existential (as always.) Social things also remain a struggle -- that's it's own post for another day, but at least it's less intense than it was up north. I've also been doing a lot of thinking & writing about my relationship to gender, about spirituality, and etc, which leave me with deep questions and some pretty strong emotional experiences.
Between working for UberEats, being able to read books again (my mental health was so bad that I wasn't able to concentrate enough to read fiction before), playing Pokemon Go, and being part of the TacomaRocks art community (we paint and hide rocks around town and find each other's, and trade them)...The long stretches of days in bed are gradually going away, even if only to replaced by the anxious energy of needing to work, or of sitting in the Fred Meyers parking lot avoiding work and reading Chaim Potok instead.