Letter 53: The lost art of inclusive conversations.
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Reading: Rebecca by Daphne de Maurier and I AM OBSESSED.
Listening to: A ton of Bon Iver, as is ritual when autumn is near.
Last Watched: Woodlands Dark and Days Bewitched: A History of Folk Horror. This is incredibly well done but be ready for 223 films to add to your “to watch” list if you’re into that sort of thing.
I’m in the midst of what feels like about a thousand and one passion projects, some much more important than others.
It’s also my partner’s birthday next week and my stepdaughter’s birthday the week after. Libra season is always wildly busy, but this year it feels like moreso than ever.
My partner and I have been talking a lot about how as we get older we don’t love big group gatherings. To my surprise, lots of people have always hated them! I had no idea!
I’m gearing myself up to go to a rather large women’s event here in Minneapolis. It’s 8 HOURS LONG.
Just the thought of this is completely overwhelming to me. Maybe the pandemic broke my ability to be with a lot of people for long periods of time.
Or maybe it’s just aging. Who knows.
A big part of the problem for me when I go to events where I’m hanging solo is finding ways into conversations where I hardly know anyone, and certainly don’t want to rely on the people I know for sole connection and communication.
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