It was still raining when I got up this morning. I slept late, probably because when it's raining, the light falls differently, making me feel like it's still early. And lucky for me, I have the luxury of sleeping until I feel like getting up.
What a luxury!
But the sun soon came out and I took a short walk. Although it wasn't quite as hot as it could have been, I was still very sweaty by the time I got home but at least I didn't feel like I was dying which was nice.
I spent some time this afternoon shopping online to find a bathing suit that doesn't look like an outfit of torture. This has been an ongoing project. The other day I actually googled, "comfortable bathing suits for fat old women."
Here's one of the images that came up.
So I got an old lady suit from Land's End but I got it in red so WATCH OUT WORLD! At least they'll be able to find my body if I get pulled out by a rip tide (aka Under Toad) in the ocean.
God. What a weird world we live in.
Again I say- I shit you not.
She has a great deal of trouble with the word "family" now and one can understand why.
In the part of the book I'm listening to, she's living in Washington, DC, working as a bouncer at a gay bar, and living in abject poverty. You want to learn about the America that so many marginalized people live in? Read this book. I have a feeling we've only touched the surface of what she's lived through at this point in her story.
One thing that really hit me hard is her saying that only those who have truly been poor- going to bed hungry, not knowing where you're going to sleep tomorrow poor- will do a kindness for you and not expect anything in return.