I’ve still be rather obsessed with watching Charlie Kirk videos. I don’t binge watch Netflix or follow regular TV shows, so I guess I feel somewhat justified in my time spent on this. I didn’t even know this person and that’s a big reason I’m watching them. Like, to find out who this person was whose death I felt so much from such a far place away. I mean, I would see his name pop up here and there but I wouldn’t have recognized his face.

A client brought me a cinnamon roll today for our appointment. I had three appointment today and enjoyed every one of them. The therapy relationship is kind of a strange combination of part friend, part reflector, part listening ear, and somewhere in there being at least somewhat familiar with our common human patterns both internally and relationally. After the therapy I met up with Laura’s mom for lunch.

She was picking up her dress to take it to the dry cleaners. We’re still absorbing the remaining moments from the wedding, like the potpourri jars she made with some of the flowers and table decorations. Laura sent me the highlight video that her uncle had made. I walk past the dining hall and the flower pots are still there. Elianna popped in to say hello so that was nice. She’d been at camp the past two mornings but I missed her.