Treat people the way you want to be treated.
Until you get to know them better. Then treat them how they want to be treated.
i’ve been sick since sunday, and i “pulled a tendon” in my foot at the wedding in maine.
after about five margaritas (spread out through the night) and a boat ride around the islands of maine, we got off the boat and walked down the harbor. grant’s cousin, a bridesmaid, jokingly complained about walking, so i offered to carry her. not that i don’t have enough strength, but when you’ve had a few drinks and you’re wearing six inch heels, it’s hard to get your balance when a 28 year old jumps into your arms. i ended up looking like this and falling on my foot with grant’s cousin still in my arms. somehow i pulled something in my toe area, and i can’t walk right.
i’m in bed, for the second day in a row, missing work. again. normally, i would appreciate this “vacation,” but since i already spent five unpaid days on vacation, i’m ready to work again simply so i can make some money.
it would be one thing to just be sick. i can deal with sick. it’s another to have no way to get around quickly. i need a walker. or a wheelchair. the pain is fine, but sometimes i feel like i’m making the injury worse.
bodies are weird.
when we were in boston, i said i would be happy there. when we were in rural maine, i said i would be happy there. maybe i’m not indecisive, maybe i just find a great place in everywhere i go. just because you might be happy where you are, it doesn’t mean you have to stay there.
i want to explore the country. forget crossing oceans; state borders are all i want to pass over. i want to live in every city i can imagine, and i don’t mind the cold. i don’t mind meeting people over and over and over again. i don’t mind finding the one great pizza place or the best hole-in-the-wall bar.
i want to see my dog climb a mountain. i want to show him the pacific. i want him to sleep in the woods. i want to know what it’s like to chop wood for the winter. i want to shovel a driveway at five in the morning. is it not worth it to explore every inch of this country?