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So, with about one full day left in boston...I'd say I have dabbled in the learning of a hodge podge of things, but I think the main thing i learned is this: life is fucking HARD, living is fucking HARD. And I don't mean day to day matters of the heart or personal interactions, those are hard, but this I've known for a while. This rumor of life
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Hey, D - you're right about life being hard, and it's scary, even when you don't have too many obstacles thrown in the way, to look around realize, holy s**t, I'm on my own right now. I am very sad that you have left Boston, primarily because I am going to miss you! Very much. Which is why you should stop playing ostrich and call me.
It's also really, really important - as Madame Ilyana, I think, would be the first to tell you, that no matter how scary it is, and no matter how much shit is getting thrown at you, that you find some way to get a little peace, and a little happiness, in whatever way you can. (For me, it's usually foraging for tea-making herbs in the woods, but I realise that's not for everybody.) Whatever your equivalent of foraging for tea-making herbs is, make sure you give yourself time to do that, because honestly, without doing things to make yourself happy, everything in life gets a damned sight harder.
I love you!
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