recoup

My yoga teacher sent this quote in her November newsletter (edited to exclude the parts specific to yoga):

you're a small stone dropped into the heart of a circular pool: the waves you generate will eventually touch everyone.

So I'm trying to treat the post-election hangover with very small personal things that will radiate out and eventually touch the bigger, badder things in the world. I will download all the Rilo Kiley music I can find. I will go to a wedding on a boat on the Potomac, where I will look at the monuments at night and dance to Latin music and drink too much wine. I will become obsessed with an old TV show. I will edit the book. I will go to the zoo and appreciate monkeys with the best almost-two-year-old ever.

(Shannon has a new blog, by the way, and so many stories to tell. Click here for photos of the zoo visit. I cannot even begin to explain how fabulous Gaby is -- I am madly in love with her.)

Anyway, what I'm trying to convince myself of is that a bunch of things I thought were awful might have silver linings. Or silver ripples. Waves. Whatever. I'm not there yet, but this weekend was a start.