We saw some sun for an hour between rainstorms, so we walked around the civic center past city hall. Even on election day, it was pretty quiet. Tonight we wait for polls to close, for some kind of consensus to emerge from counted ballots in boxes not far from these flags. #mbnov
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Insight
The only ways I’m able to get insight into, or a deeper understanding of anything I’ve ever tried were to ask questions, read, treat it like a game: less abstract and theoretical, more physical and practical. Even then, it’s only understanding, neither success nor victory. #mbnov
Echo
There’s a perfectly good stairwell steps from our place’s front door. I haven’t thought once about taking my guitar down to the bottom and testing out its resonant properties to see what kind of echo I can capture while practicing. It might make for a fruitful experiment. #mbnov
Exempt
The only exemption the future offers will be for those who act as if no one will be exempt. One may pray or plan, but the future usually laughs at them both. This means it is better to do what is right and necessary, lean into what is just and sustainable, and be watchful. #mbnov
Admiration
Out of the blue, mom called. We got caught up about her friends’ surprise visit to my place a few weeks ago, gift ideas for others, talk about our routines and testing out our sending pictures. Hearing her reminds me admiration isn’t only a feeling, but works better as an action.
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License
The contractor who renovated our condo days before we moved in last year stopped by, taking in ideas for more upgrades and weighing what license our HOA may grant to carry them out, before letting me help install the curtains I’d tried and badly fumbled fingered on my own. #mbnov
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Feast
It’s Dia de Los Muertos and I’m thinking of the last lines of Dr. Nadia Chaudhri’s ovarian cancer awareness thread: “I will feast in my new life and welcome everyone to my forest table. I am not afraid.” nitter.net/DrNadiaCh… #mbnov
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Figure
Nearly every day this year, I got on my scale with a specific number in mind. Days ago I hit the number, then slipped a bit past. One time, I reassured a friend that all identities were mistaken. Now I want to keep getting myself wrong. I need to figure out my next steps. #mbnov
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Other celebrations
At acupuncture yesterday, a fellow regular asked if I was #Halloween ready. I said yes, but added that our building and neighborhood seemed more into other celebrations. Driving home later, a flower vendor by my highway exit with marigolds for #DiaDeLosMuertos caught my eye.
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Cat vs. photo challenge
It’s 9:02 a.m. Pacific time in San Pablo, CA., and our cat Begum is purring her way through her customary morning belly rub. No days begin in our household without her hopping up from under the bed, clambering into my lap and sprawling into an optimal position to accept tribute.
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