Honest Questions, Monster Trucks, Fearlessness

January 14, 2013

Asheville is as charming in January as it is in November. A second look at a hospital is basically a second date. You wonder things. Questions have to be asked delicately, because you already know you like them.

I don’t have much experience with second dates in relationships. I have experience with second months, second years, even second break ups. The only second date I’ve been on involved a motorbike ride over a bridge, and ended in a tree house.

As for questions, I tried to weave them into everyday conversation… “So, how is it doing elective abortions in the south?” “So, how hard was it for your partner to find a job here?” “So, are all the residents married already?” “So, is it true Andy MacDowell lives nearby?”

This second date ended in an antique store, the morning before my flight. I hung out with the store owner’s 4 year old son. We talked about Winnie the Pooh, I taught him how to do a backwards summersault, and he told me all about monster trucks. Then he asked, “Are you a boy or a girl?” Shout out to Trent (even though you can’t read yet) for reminding me to be straight forward with my questions.

I’m back at my little lovely desk now. Did you know that the cholera outbreak in 1832 was a catalyst for major sanitation reforms in Philadelphia?

In other education matters, tonight is my first class on Buddhism and fearlessness. For those of you in NYC, if you haven’t heard of the Interdependence Project, check out their website. And, darling reader, if you want to tag along one Monday night I would love to see you in person. : )


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