I’m so glad my writings thrown out into the wind have found eyes to read them! I’m even more thrilled that you would remember something I wrote so long ago!

I joke w Kevin that I became Frodo Baggins soon after our putting the ring on at our wedding. For I was laid off from my job three months later; found out on that first day unemployed that my Trump-country parents were selling the childhood home behind my back to be w my brother in Denver; and the a couple days after that our roommate broke the lease 10 months early.

Having absolutely no friends in SIlver Spring or DC, I became completely invisible to everyone, only able to talk to Kevin, my therapist, and my journal week in, week out.

We did move to DC a couple months back, during which I did find a mostly remote job, but I’ve been stuck in the process of writing continuously to myself since then (what I like to think as engaging what the poet David Whyte calls “the conversational nature of reality”)

I like to think that in doing so for what I guess has 16 months so far has had me come across some things that just feel so humanly true in this era of fake news.

So many people have laid their eyes on me, but I have always been just out of sight.

Thank you for seeing me, Amelia ❤️

TK