Put my son to sleep in his new onesie, woke up to a bear raiding my drawers.
I was at a gig tonight, a seated folk gig, and when he played one of his really rousing songs he asked people to get up and dance. At the beginning the were just a few women in the front row swaying and then this woman came down the front and started dancing really wildly, flailing her arms about and dancing in a way that I’m sure many people would scoff at or mock. But it really made me smile, a proper ear to ear grin. It made me feel so warm and happy to see this woman flinging herself around. The people next to me were making fun of her, and all I could think was “she’s having fun, and she doesn’t give a crap what you think. I wish I could do that”.
So, the moral is if you ever feel like throwing caution to the wind and dancing with reckless abandon, you might make one person smile, one self conscious and anxiety ridden person who wishes they were as brave as you.
By clicking on someone else’s blog earlier I ended up in a massive pile of gender posts which I ended up reading for over an hour.
Help me, people of tumblr, what do people actually think about people identifying as special gender? I know what my initial thoughts are, but I’d be interested in the thoughts of any of my followers who are trans?
|—||Anne Lamott (via modernhepburn)|
- Mercutio, Romeo and Juliet