I saw a variety of people. We talked about a lot of different things. We talked about books. We talked about ideas. I was in this place. I was in that place. I discovered that I liked it better when I was in a group of people when they're a little bit less moralistic and a little bit more just, like, discussing ideas. There was food. There was wine. There are plans to do some fun things in the future.
I wonder why.
Because part of me still has one foot back in a place where lots of traumas and confusion and distress was unfolding, so to have a harmonious evening feels almost strange.
But also, maybe it feels natural enough to expect it to keep on happening. It's pretty good.
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