Want to hear a fun fact? Thanksgiving week last year, I read The Martian by Andy Weir. It’s an excellent book, I highly recommend it. Well, this year, the day after Thanksgiving, I finally watched the movie. I noticed it on Netflix, and the timing just felt right. Now I’m wondering if I should make this some kind of personal Thanksgiving tradition. Every year watch or read The Martian. I don’t know, but it’s an idea.
Month: November 2018
It’s business as usual here, for the most part. I go to class, I sit in the library and do homework. Occasionally, I’ll watch a movie with other people in the castle.
I’ve also joined the chorus group at the castle. At first, I was a little worried, because the last time I was in a chorus was in middle school. I’d never been very good at sight reading music to begin with, and was certain I’d forgotten what little I had known in the time since. However, I found myself surprised by how quickly it came back to me. I don’t fully remember the names of all the symbols, or what note corresponds with which line. But I remember what each symbol is telling me to do, and that’s the important bit.
I’m really enjoying being part of a chorus group again. I’d forgotten how much fun it had been. It’s a little funny to me — I’d stopped taking chorus when I went into high school, because I could either take the chorus elective or the German elective, and now I’m doing chorus in German.
It is the day after the midterm elections. And I have to say, the results in Georgia, especially the 7th District, disappointed me. I was hoping for a representative in Congress that would say no to the hatred encouraged by Trump and the Republican Party, that would stand for the rights of the most marginalized and vulnerable people in our society. The official winner hasn’t been determined yet, but it doesn’t look like Carolyn Bourdeaux will win. And in the governor’s race, I am grateful that Stacey Abrams hasn’t conceded yet, in a race that “if it had taken place in another country, the State Department would have questioned its legitimacy.”
It was only after I zoomed out a bit, after I stopped looking at just the results in Georgia, and started seeing what was happening across the country, that my feelings changed. Not changed, exactly — I’m still disappointed and I doubt that feeling will go away any time soon. But for the first time in a long time, I actually feel hope. It is a strange and beautiful thing.