My Cardboard Balcony

There's a lot I could talk about in this introspection, as we leave November behind and enter into another December and another official holiday season. There were moments this week that I enjoyed - positive feedback I received, time to have fun and even sing with my English students, collaboration with my Yearbook staff - and other moments that were more difficult. There's a lot of scary stuff going on in my country, which has not been new since November 8th of last year. I'm still focusing on a lot of personal creative writing, which is good, and I'm happy to continue pushing some of my energy toward that. But I don't really want to go into too much detail about any of those things. Instead, I want to share different moments. Simple moments. Moments between me and the people I love. Back on December 1st of 2015, Arden and I danced to Sara Bareilles' "December" in front of our Christmas tree, and I later played my original song, "Keep Me Warm

Bright Season by Belinda Roddie December is the month when we dance under golden lights.

"I don't think anyone wants to be ignorant," Erika pointed out to the group, waving a fork loaded with potatoes as she spoke. "They just happen to be so. They'd rather just believe the things they do because it's comfortable. It's cozy. I had a college roommate - really sweet girl, liked to play piano - who was convinced that gay people were secretly out to turn her gay. Convinced . And I could never talk her out of it."