I sent a heartfelt message to the Aging Hippie in California this morning (my breakfast time and her bedtime) about how I couldn't bear to read the news any more, and how I was dreading the long journey to Boulder alone - even though I am dying to see them all. I didn't expect an immediate response to my misery but she was still awake and we 'chatted' for half an hour. Here are some snippets. I am the one in blue:
I felt better afterwards. It's so comforting when someone understands exactly how you feel.
A lovely post. It's so nice to have a friend who understands. Hope your journey goes smoothly on Thursday & you have a wonderful time. Sally
ReplyDeleteIt’s a dilemma, the desire to keep abreast leaves me feeling truly wrung out. Sometimes I stop listening, watching and reading news until I feel I’ve regained my perspective and feel ready to start again. It’s not lng before I’m running for the hills once more.
ReplyDeleteI do like your top, Sue. Very nice.
Thank you, Sally, and Anonymous. It’s nice to know you’re there.
ReplyDeleteI know exactly how you feel. For me: a somewhat privileged life (on the barricades at times), always aware, but now finding it v difficult to take anymore. I admire that you can even parse it.
ReplyDeleteMaybe channel into individual acts of loving kindness (soup kitchen, etc.)? I am considering that which I formerly to scoffed at as being ineffective and pointless.
Yes, Phoebe. I help organise our local hospitality days for survivors of human trafficking, offering respect and warmth, and I’m also looking for something else that suits my skills and personality. Think global, act local, is a good dictum.
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