There is a person out there for whom knowledge of your existence would be a profound relief. They may not love you or even like you. But the sure and certain knowledge that you are possible and you have come this far would send a great many demons howling back into the darkness.
Your email does not find me well.
It does not find me at all.
I am always one step ahead.
I am in the shadows as it saunters by.
I am a hunter who kills without reading.
The remains of your message glisten in the moonlight.
I turn to face you.
Tell me, Craig, did I find you well?
You know what? I no longer care if signed languages support speech development. The goal of a language is not to develop another language. The goal of language is languaging. If there are additional benefits? Fine. If there are not beyond languaging? Fucking fine.
If you're hearing. Stop signing songs. I see you. There's FAR too many instagram accounts of people signing songs for "accessibility" when they have no resources on how to actually help deaf people. All their highlights are always "growth" "notices" monitoring as 1/2
I don’t know who needs to hear this but there is a 30 minute video called “Studio Ghibli Nature Loop” on HBO Max that just plays different pretty scenes from Ghibli movies with ambient sound
I try my best to keep my head up and keep moving towards the light. Once in a while, it's harder than usual. I guess today was one of those days.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
How to Sunday:
1. Visit the nearest bookstore.
2. Ignore a loved one who tells you that you have too many books.
3. Calmly explain to said loved one there’s no such thing as too many books.
4. Buy too many books.