I'm typing in my niece's bedroom. It's a faraway place from the freak-out that awaits me in 36 hours. Fist time teaching an art class in years... on the day I get back!! Get Claire to choir! Situate Sophia with her babysitter again! Buy groceries! Make dinner! Read emails!
Deal with M Ed!
Edit HBP video! Update the fucking website, come on already!!!
I'll focus my fretting on the upcoming plane ride.
Ecofeminist, inconvenient prophet, artist, activist, cancer survivor, mother. Radical vulnerability on behalf of the collective. Using nakedness—literal+figurative. Processing my pain.
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