Despite being an introvert, I do often process big life events (and many many small ones) out loud by verbally hashing out my thoughts with whoever will put up with me. But this morning when I woke up to the big red blotch on the U.S. map...all my /the words fell out. They fell out unsaid, unformed. Got to work and probably , in another time, would have annoyed my co-workers, dominating the conversation with my verbal extrusions, but not today. I just mutely stared across at them and nodded. My dad came for lunch. Normally, we relish a good political diatribe, especially when we feel sure of our perspective, but this time, all I could do was munch on fries and marvel at all the unarticulated thoughts that I was not even bothering to retrieve. The silence inside me was noticeable. Social media was awash with reactions and I just looked away. I couldn't bear to read one word about it. I was not receptive to any reactions, accusations, reflections, words...
What did you bring for the small craft?? I am also intrigued! sheilah
ReplyDeleteSheilah, I did not get to read the paper until I got there so I was woefully unprepared!! I'll be spending more time in waiting rooms in the coming weeks so I'm thinking paper craft of some sort and pouches to contain all the bits.
Deleteoh i hope you brought glue and glitter!
ReplyDeleteI think I'll compromise and bring glitter glue...
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