One last thing I’d like to tell all the rad ladies I know is this: you deserve the type of person that makes you want to post to Tumblr one sweet thing he or she has does for you every day for a week so that when he or she is at work and sees it, it instantly warms his or her heart and makes a cruddy day better. You deserve the type of person that’s so considerate of you that you cannot even fit everything you’d want to say in a daily post for a week. You deserve the type of person that lets you say all you want to say and whose feelings don’t change for you when you say it. You deserve the type of person who is so certain of your love that he or she knows something like this wasn’t meant to be a reminder… but a rather sincere thank you.
Another thing I would like to tell all the rad ladies I know is this: you deserve the type of person who surprises you with the “Moonrise Kingdom” DVD, or any other film you love and will make you happy, when he or she knows you’ve been having a rough week.
Something else I would also like to tell the rad ladies I know is this: you deserve the type of person who treats you tenderly in front of his or her family and friends, the type of person who regards you publicly the same way he or she does privately. I don’t mean PDA. I mean he or she doesn’t censor “I love you” or hand holding just because tough critics (and tough friends) are around.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
What I would really, really like all the rad ladies I know to know is this: you deserve the type of partner who — when you’re out for your roommate’s birthday — scrubs the hell out of the kitchen and cleans the mess you made before going out.
What I’d would also really like to say to all the rad ladies I know is this: you deserve the type of person who considers you so much that when you’re proofreading and fact checking his or her art history paper, you find your name written in the margins of all the readings.
What I also want to tell all the rad ladies I know is this: you deserve the type of person who always waits for you, even if all his or her friends sped ahead.
What I really want to tell all the rad ladies I know is this: you deserve the type of person who carries a spare bike tube in your size in case you get a flat tire.
1. The sunglasses Michael bought me came! It’s so nice to a be able to actually see while wearing sunglasses. Warm lenses rule the world.
2. Two nights, two shows: Youth Lagoon, James Blake. Went to the former with a bunch of rad ladies. We all got a little wild on various substances. We left,and it poured. Cabbed to Cantina and Michael’s where bike boys, as per usual, solicited my advice for their broken hearts. The next day, Ryan and Paula came in from PGH. Talked real talk, drank mint juleps, ate fancy pizza and lost them at the James Blake show. The sound at the TLA is never loud enough.
3. Multiple days of “grassy knoll chilling” at Dickinson Square Park. This spring has been so temperate that I almost forgive Mother Nature for skipping winter in Philadelphia. There have been a handful of days that peak in the low 80s, but two months of sunshine and 60s/low 70s have made me quite a happy girl.
4. Watching Michael graduate from UArts. His parents kept commenting on the placement of his cap, and I got very annoyed. It was just my defenses going up for the man I love so dearly. I (mostly) bit my tongue because they raised him to be the sweet, sincere and thoughtful gentleman he is anyway.
5. Looking forward to trips to Vermont and Utah.
This is mostly for myself so I always remember that these small sources of happiness will always be the ones that inevitably matter most.