jkatkina

I passed!

Walking home, I picked ripe blackberries on the side of a busy highway. There were hundreds of them. My fingers are purple. I listened to Sufjan Stevens and Cake.

Going, alone, to walk through a fire, and coming home, alone, having done it: for better or worse, these are the moments in which I feel most myself.

1. Driving lessons are underway -- I've done three lessons out of seven. The first was nearly useless and I swapped instructors afterwards to someone better... which is disappointing as that first lesson cost a good chunk of change and was a wash.

I've only felt really overwhelmed behind the wheel once, today, when we were practicing turns on one of the main roads. I consider that a victory -- I'm slowly learning the ways of the road. There's a fascinating rhythm to how everyone interacts. It feels like a hive mind I haven't learned how to tap into yet.

I can say with authority that at this point, I fucking hate driving. Maybe I won't in the future, but fuuuck. I hate it.


2. Lower Decks is airing one episode a week. It's making me so happy to hunker down on Thursdays and watch "my" Trek with TL, to watch her enjoy it and nerd out over all the things I've been holding close to my chest for months and months.

I've had to avoid facebook chatter about the new show, though, because there are some trek fans (and I knew there would be) who are determined to hate the show. My friends have been linking me good reviews when they find them, which I absolutely love. I am so proud of this show and I want to share it with everyone who needs some light in their life right now.

I'm disappointed, though: I'm not going to get on the key team for LD going forward, because codename booty spies has dibs on me until november. I've been chasing it, and I had the guy organizing the teams tell me he wishes he could get me, but the timing doesn't line up and I am super duper bummed about it.

Oh well. Booty spies has gorgeous backgrounds, and I'm learning a lot on it... but Trek is my fandom, yall.