It’s another opportunity for a hug, an exchange of compliments and thanks, and a promise to see each other again. Then, I’m off to my train, airplane, or car to relish a journey surrounded by a favorite book, snacks, movie, music, or just pleasant window-gazing at the clouds and countryside.
Only after I get home does it set in that I won’t see certain people for months or perhaps an entire year. And then I go out with colleagues or work friends that are certainly pleasant, but don’t “click” as some people in my life do. When I started making friends in this community I thought of how cool it was to meet people from all over the world, but now I wish we were always in the same city.
“…because nerds like us are allowed to be unironically enthusiastic about stuff… Nerds are allowed to love stuff, like jump-up-and-down-in-the-chair-can’t-control-yourself love it. Hank, when people call people nerds, mostly what they’re saying is ‘you like stuff.’ Which is just not a good insult at all. Like, ‘you are too enthusiastic about the miracle of human consciousness’”—John Green (via bottlecup)
“When someone says “Kids won’t understand how two men can be married” what they mean, what they’re trying to say, is “I don’t understand how two men can be married.” When they say “Kids won’t understand why their dick looks different from daddy’s” they’re trying to explain “I don’t understand why you want to be different from tradition.” When they say “Kids won’t know who’s the daddy and who’s the mommy” they are telling you “I cannot comprehend a world without very rigid gender roles, and as far as I know neither can anyone else.” If anyone can think of a counterexample, let me know, but from where I’m standing, it looks like every use of the “confused kids” argument is just people pushing their own incomprehension off onto some largely-hypothetical kids.”—Somebody Please Think For The Children (via sexisnottheenemy)