The Kindness Of September
September was kind. I had four milestone conversations.
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
September was kind. I had four milestone conversations.
Can we separate filmstars from their politics? The medium has a pervasive impact on society and actors enjoy unprecedented privilege. Do they not owe us ethical guidance of that thought?
I was diagnosed with a thyroid deficiency and prescribed a pill I’ll need to take every day for the rest of my life.
There is always a sizeable number of people who have no interest in what’s going on. Are they really so many people who don’t know what to do with their time?
Is it a function of our flawed social systems that older generations never allow the younger ones to grow up? Age is full of lessons. But maybe I’m a reluctant student.
This is sort of a birthday taking stock that’s late. But it has been the kind of year that merits that.
If health was a linear equation, our demigods wouldn’t be doctors prescribing but engineers computating. Fitness freaks need a reality check.
“It was rebellion. Just like every other generation.”
The inside of me feels like an empty room. Does the world know the body is just a cloth coat hung on air?
A poem about a light walker