I lost you down by the Mississippi on Friday. My eye was so irritated that I thought I had lost the contact in my eye, and that it would appear in a few days time. It has been a few days time, but I still haven't felt you come out. Maybe you fell out into the river. I was casting my sins out into a flowing body of water, but I didn't mean to cast you out, left contact o' mine. You were brand new too... What a shame.
Other cool body-related thing: I was playing with my split ends throughout the day today, and I found an especially cool one. My split end looked just like the Hebrew letter "sin." It was actually amazing. Also, we were discussing Jewish burial and funeral practices at the time. It felt right. (I didn't interrupt the conversation to share this with anyone.)
I've been thinking a lot about pedagogy recently. A lot. Sometimes, that can be a strange thing to share with people.
love,
hannah
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