I’m wearing a green hoodie that I got from the men’s department at Kohl’s or something back in November. At first, I didn’t remember the circumstances of why I got this hoodie, I just knew it was because I was out with Luis and it was cold and I couldn’t just borrow his hoodie for the whole evening. He reminded me of a lot of the details of that outing; it was the day we went to Georgetown and saw Anora. We ate at a place I love called Curry & Pie. I wore a pretty top and didn’t think about layers because I wanted people to be able to see my pretty top.
It’s crazy to me that I don’t remember many of the details. I often go back through my Google Calendar and play memory games of “Oh yeah, we did this.” I think a lot of people don’t remember a lot of what they’ve done each day, especially as you get older… Especially when you’ve gone through so much recent upheaval.
The week we saw Anora, we took Boo to the vet to get her biopsy on her ear. The week before that was the election. And kind of everything after has been a lot to process, so it makes sense I can’t fully remember the story of a piece of clothing. I’m grateful for the reminder though. It was a good day, despite the chill.
Anyway, I can’t believe it’s only April. This year has started to drag, but maybe it’s a good sign. Things are slowing down, becoming more reasonable. At least from a personal standpoint. Tomorrow, I am off from work because my new boss decided to give everyone Good Friday off. I am onboard with that.
Writingwise, things are plugging along. I took a few days off from writing recently because I was dealing with new job transformations and schedule adjustments — getting home at 6:30 instead of 5:15 and going from a five-minute bus ride to an hour-long Metro ride is a pretty big change — but my routine is starting to fall into line again. I’m at 13,000 words today, soon to be at 13,500 when I write later this evening. I’m looking forward to reading it back when it’s finished and seeing how this new writing mode has worked out. I think I’m definitely staying present in the scenes more, so at the very least my scenes should be more gratifying to read. I’m certainly not rushing this draft.
Until next time,
Sara Mazariegos 