Greetings from a brief reprieve where I buy myself some food and for kicks put on some lippy and feel sorta normal for a moment.
I just spent 8 hours straight in the hospital making phone calls in the hall, dealing with decisions, radiation mapping appointments, and holding impossible thoughts.
I am, in the end, always fundamentally happy, because there is sort of no other viable option. I took this picture of myself at 6:45pm.
It’s time for bed now.
Before we bed:
Can we just take a moment to celebrate our favorite emoji?
Type it and explain.
I, as an artist, songwriter, mother, divorcée, hospital-dweller and
feel deeply and poetically grateful for the existence of the Melting Face.
There is Dalí, there is Kahlo, there is Adorno…there are many thinkers/artists through time.
But I wish I could give the artist who rendered this emoji a life-long hug. Because, truly, it captures a moment in this Zeitgeist like no poem could.
I love you all a shit ton.
More in a few days or maybe tomorrrow.