Observations on a plane.
I hope the man in front of me has English as a second language. I watched him flunk a trivia quiz. Wrong answers include Q: what is Big Ben? His answer: (A bell). Q: What organ secretes insulin? His answer: (the heart). He got 4 out of 20 questions. If he’s American, what the hell are they teaching people in school?
But then- I think maybe he grew up in juvie, in abuse.. Instead of indignation, feeling better than I want to be glad he is trying the trivia games. I’m glad his curiosity to try new things is still there.
The first thought is what we have been taught, the second is how we choose to be. I would like to be this way.
I go back to watching my black and white movie about parenthood, hopelessness, connection. “C’mon C’mon”.
So. The question right? After a week of Asypn. Do I want to be a mom?
I don’t know. It would be easier if I did know. I wish I did.
