It’s official: this year has been terrible. I don’t think I’ve ever looked forward to a year ending like I am with 2015. Are there good years as you get older? The stakes are far bigger and your bones tend to ache more. I guess I’ll let you know someday.
Remember back when things felt kind of boring and repetitive and you were waiting for some sort of excitement? You should have enjoyed that—boring is good, boring is peaceful.
Now I know.
It’s a bit gloomy in here and Vivek took some pictures. Less gloomy posts coming up I PROMISE. Warning: No Vivek pics this time SOWEEEEEE.
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I didn’t really understand why my older sister would insist on taking me to see movies with Salma Hayek when I was a kid. She always said it was important to support our people. I thought Salma was pretty.
I get it now; representation is important. Like Junot Diaz says, to not be reflected in the world will make you feel like a monster. That idea, and the anti-immigration policies from our government in the past 10 years, led me to draw six Blue Jays this weekend. Yes, the baseball team.
It seems like we only like immigrants when they are winning our games, not when they come here trying to survive our wars.
This is a bit of an ‘I SEE U’ to my Latinxs on the active Blue Jays’ roster. You make me proud and you make me care.