I was led through a meditation session today. I was asked to think of something personal to set a goal towards, what kind of qualities I wished to exhibit, and all I could think of was "passionate and angry."
I spoke to friends about what it meant to be Filipino today. And of bearing children, and what to do with our bodies (aren't we not just time bombs?), and horror.
I had tamales for lunch, and a kimchi burger for dinner.
The moment that was the clearest for me during meditation today was the desire to feel like a child again.
kill me