Ten.Two Thousand, Six Hundred & Twelve
It’s definitely still raining. I throw on my raincoat, and he throws on the poncho, and we head out into the dark.
Apple sauce and eggs and coffee.
Just twenty minutes.
Ranked? Ranked. Are they ready for it? Yes, I think so?
Hot skin by the fire.
Penguins in the desert?
You can tell he’s regretting his decision now.
I tell him that this net situation is life-changing.
Try again tomorrow.
“Compliance causes a shocking realization that must be registered by all women. That is, to be ourselves causes us to be exiled by many others, and yet to comply with what others want causes us to be exiled from ourselves. It is a tormenting tension and it must be borne, but the choice is clear.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves