i received an e-mail today from a SB volunteer coordinator in New York. another volunteer sent him this to pass on to me, from Mary Sheela. my darling little 4th grader. first one I ever taught bium pum pum to. I miss her so much. I miss feeling the way I felt there every day.
I miss playing, singing, and dancing burump um pum. I still have your photo. I also have the eraser and the sticker. I am so sad without you. You are in my heart. I am waiting for you to come back to Shanti Bhavan. Did you forget me? I have sad news. I was depromoted because I never studied well.
my friend doug showed me this video today, mentioning he watches it at least once a day. it is of the Kuroshio Sea, the 2nd largest aquarium tank in the world. video by Jon Rawlinson.
there's something calming and encompassing about it.
I saw this warhol time capsule project via hi + low. recently I'm interested in all things post-modern because I am studying it in my post-modern humanities class, funnily enough. I feel desperate to preserve things and don't know if I could do it the way he did.