this was me yesterday, saturday february 26.
i went for breakfast at stellas with curtis and rowan. then in the afternoon, i attended an amazing artist talk by an inspiring and incredible woman named Barb Hunt.
...then i polished off the day with a very enjoyable evening book club to discuss our recent reading of "Room" by Emma Donaghue (not sure on the spelling of that one).
It was nice to feel like a tiny, somewhat insignificant person, while in a busy restaurant, a packed audience and a group of people i don't often see.
it made me realize that for some reason, spending my days with one small person often makes me feel like i am gigantic and entirely too important most of the time.
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I think... I once slept on Barb Hunt's living room floor.... That makes me feel less insignificant. :)
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