Life in late capitalism can be vexing, alienating, fragmenting, and otherwise frustrating. There are many wonderful things in my life, but I'm more likely to talk about what's bad rather than what's good. I'm going to try to post one good thing here each day, and if you would join in by adding a good thing from your day in the comments, I'd love it--I'd absolutely love it. --RR
5/24: moving the tree
I didn't really move a tree. But I made a choice about formatting a pamphlet, changing where I put the text on the page. When I remember that I can make that kind of choice and that it solves a problem, I think of Lily Briscoe in Virginia Woolf's To the Lighthouse and how she realizes she can move a tree in her painting. It's the part of To the Lighthouse that has stuck with me most since I first read it in 1986 or so.
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