Rabbit Rabbit. I like what my life is like right now... I wish for what I have with G, J, youthlib.com, and the filmmakers group to just to keep growing. I ask the universe to show me mercy, send me whatever it thinks best during this upcoming month.

I hope for things to go well between G & I as she transitions into her new job this week. I hope for her relationship with Michael to keep going well, only get better. I hope for J's and my relationship to strengthen, and for us to figure out how to navigate this time well as each of us continue to evolve in our new directions. I hope to get a better grip on how to manage house-keeping while juggling these other activities...

I'm getting just what I wanted: an escape from isolation, the support of people who care about my interests. It takes some adjustment.

I dreamt last night that I was living back in my childhood home. My mother and father had discovered my youthlib.com website, and were extremely upset. [I'd say I was my present age, but they looked like they did when I was in highschool.] Mom felt shaken, like she didn't know who I was anymore, because there was this whole secret life that she didn't know about. She knew I had a passing interest, but not that I was invested to the extent of having hundreds of essays available on the web. My dad was very grim and stern. Absolutely certain that I was going to be sued, or in some other way legally prosecuted for having put this material on the internet. ...I think he was equating my youth rights work with child porn.

Interesting.