Hi guys. It’s been a minute since posting, Tiff is traveling and I am lazy. It’s been over 100 in LA all week and I am realizing that a lot of my Cambodia-based grumpiness was due to heat, and how much I dislike sweating. I have been off all week, and trying to kick this funk.

To be fair, it might not just be global warming that has my panties in a twist. It’s rough out there, and it has been for a while. The fatigue of dealing with entitled garbage monsters is real, and it has certainly taken a toll on me. I know I am not the only one.

When the first thing we read ever damn day is “gross white dude with lots of power does gross things to tons of women and gets away with it for a long time and sometimes forever” it’s difficult to muster the strength to get up and fight it. I have friends who have been feeling sad, tired, numb, scared, and just over all this shit. The messages impact how we feel about ourselves, and when we hear it every day, it stats feeling normal.

I am finding solace in little acts recently, and one of the things that seems to help is taking time to love on my lady friends. I have been writing notes to some of the best women in my life, reminding them that they are powerful, interesting, smart, wonderful people. It’s not exactly world-saving, but adding a little bit of positive feedback to rise above the noise of the hateful garbage we hear everyday is helpful to me and to these incredible women. They feel some love, and I am reminded of how lucky I am to have such special people in my life.

I recommend doing this, and putting a few more kind things into the world that we started with today.

Have fun this weekend, try not to dress up as a “sexy-something racist.”

xx cait