joy

For future reference--when I'm feeling down or unhappy--let me just remember this weekend, so far.

Let me remember real brainstorming sessions where we feel intelligent and productive and helpful. Let me remember free lunches with adults who treat me as one of them.

Let me remember, even more than that, incredible rehearsals with two brilliant actors who give it their all, who are hilarious and earnest, where I'm on top of every question & they're on top of everything they try, where when we finish we don't finish but instead wander off still talking to each other, where they tell me how much they like my direction & make me feel warm and happy.

Let me remember going to see theater with family & friends, funny, bright theater with gorgeous costumes and wonderful lines. Let me remember staying up late with candles lit on either side of an ouija board, my fingers getting cold. Let me remember staying up even later with popcorn and Slings & Arrows & the best roommate in the world.

Let me remember sleeping late, with no place to be, waking up to sunlight, having time for breakfast, calling friends in far away places & hearing their voice. Let me remember walking through my city with the sun bright & the air chilly but starting to feel like spring, & let me remember poetry workshop sessions with people who damn well know what they're talking about. Let me remember love of the allencompassing worldly variety, of the kind that makes me smile for no particular reason at all. Let me remember this.

(After all, in a universe like this,, how can you not love the world?)