Good morning. It’s 5 a.m. and a girl is up. Looks like the mood for 2019 is gonna be ‘rise-n-grind.’
Jenni, Jenni, Jenni. Waddup?
A lot. I spent Christmas and Christmas eve volunteering at The Midnight Mission, giving gifts to children, feeding the homeless, and crying in bathrooms and kitchens. I don’t know how it’s possible not to cry when you see people who need so much help, but hey. You can’t cry all the time.
The men I met there are doing work that makes a difference. I say men specifically because it was men in leadership, men looking after men who need help and are in the programs they have there, who touched my heart. Look up what they do. It’s amazing work and why I cried the first time I was told. The second time I cried was because wishing everyone we served a “Happy Holiday” was painful enough without watching certain people take self-serving photos. If you go there for a social media flex and I happen to be there, be prepared to get roasted; unless chef David puts me in a corner and tells me to chill.
It was a lot to digest, so I spent the last three nights putting myself through an ordeal of experiences that balanced out the sadness in life with the absurdness. And yeah, it’s been absurd.
After volunteering with Pan, we came back to my place, recuperated, then hit a warehouse function. We danced, cried, carpooled home with strangers for burritos. The night after, I went to a show by myself, wandering like a cat, sniffing things out, and perching myself in places I can watch. You can 100% catch me around town like this. Check the bathrooms, dark corners, or by the people who make the function happen. It’s what I do as a writer. It’s what I did at the final function I went to on Thursday, to support a rapper I know, before… the night got weird.
But fun, nonetheless.
Haha. I know how to tease, don’t I?
Isn’t it fun, having your brain whir?
Trying to figure things out?
I’m trying really hard, myself, still. I don’t know how to explain this shift in my life, but I’ve been meeting a lot of cool people, a lot of cool nerds, who catch me doing my thing and want to link up. I’m all for linking up, but I’m cautious as well. How to be part of a movement towards greatness without shucking and jiving and sometimes biting it, hard? You can’t avoid all the potholes, but at least it’s worth the drive.
So try! Three days left before the new year begins. Let’s end it on a high note, lads.
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