i try most of the time (succesfully) to not think about my parents & our tenuous relationship. . but then something triggers, & i am filled with a horrible sadness.
i cant wait for work to end today. im tired.
Amid the ongoing Israeli assault on Gaza, the West Bank has risen.
Tens of thousands of Palestinians marched with President Mahmoud Abbas’s Fatah movement from the West Bank city of Ramallah toward Jerusalem to protest Israel’s war on Hamas in Gaza, which has claimed the lives of nearly 800 Palestinians, many of them civilians.
The protest appears to be the largest mass demonstration since the 1980s. The uprising promises to be different from previous intifadas, partly because it comes in the wake of the Arab Spring, Occupy Wall Street and other mass protest movements around the globe. But the way in which the world engages with protest has also evolved, due to the advent of Twitter and cell phone video, which can focus attention on raw conflict in a way that bypasses the mainstream media. Today’s march is being live tweeted at the hashtag #48kMarch.
my friend asked me why i like DC cuz shes not like any of the others ive ever liked. she likes everybody & is liked everywhere she goes.
i thought about this. i think the night we hung out all night i recognized & appreciated her sensitivity. her good heart. her general comfortableness with being who she is & her sincerity. her good humor. i also liked that if she made plans with me, she kept them. even after she left, we have kept in touch.
i think i just like who she is.
and maybe i’m growing up.
but also, yes. being challenged on what love looks like.
i hung out with a friend last night, who confirmed two things for me. that apparently DC had a crush on me before we kissed. and that she had a crush on like 10 other people at the same time.
its good for my ego to be humbled.i think it also helps me from getting too attached.