1.
I saw a pretty girl at the bouldering gym tonight and wondered how different my life would have turned out if I looked exactly like her. Round face, defined jawline, deep-set eyes — would I know that I was pretty if I had her face? Pretty women know that they’re pretty, don’t they?
I never knew for sure if I was pretty or not. I guess if you have to ask, you’re probably right smack in the middle of the bell curve, yes? Not pretty, not ugly. Just average.
Maybe that’s what I am. Average.
I still want to know what it feels like to be pretty though. Maybe in an alternate universe. Maybe in the next life.
2.
Today’s climbing session was extra long and extra fun. I finished a problem that I couldn’t finish before. I also attempted (but failed) a dyno. In the wise words of The Esthers (now Bleaching Hour), at least I tried.
3.
I blog quicker when I’m typing on my phone. Maybe I should do it this way more often. This blog is a diary anyway, therefore grammar and syntax and formatting mistakes are, mmm, forgiveable? They’re not really a big deal. Not for me anyway.
4.
I watched Past Lives last week. What a film, man. Made me wonder: what if I didn’t leave the Philippines? Would I be married by now? Kids? There’s no way I would become an engineer had I stayed, that’s for sure. So I guess, in some ways, the Me in this universe has that to be thankful for.
5.
I have been dancing on my own tonight. I just feel like dancing after getting home from climbing. Nothing intricate. Just shimmying with my eyes closed, shaking my arms loose, bobbing my head left to right while Taylor Swift’s “Cruel Summer” blasts through my AirPods. I rarely say this because I rarely feel it, but tonight, this specific splinter of the universe in which I exist does not seem so bad. Good times, good times.
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