12.31.2020

she had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape

from 132 Best Questions 
 
• What do you love to do for others?  write notes, share music, and to contribute
If you could make a documentary about anything, what would you make it about?  what people from my town, and my state, are really like (all stereotypes aside)
What’s the best gift anyone’s ever given you? Why was it “the best”?  a couple of years ago, someone intensely dear to me gave me a profoundly personal gift that was one thing on the surface and something entirely different - exponentially more - underneath. And though someone stole half of it, the other half is about 30 feet away from me right now, where I can see it every single day and remember that day and the astounded joy and love that it brought.
If you could open a store, what would you sell or provide?  books, cards, and that
What are you tired of?  bananas
What were you born to do?  I was born to love ...
What do you want more of in your life?  hugs
What are you devoted to?  telling my truth, if only to myself
What would give you peace of mind?  someone falling off the side of the planet
What’s the best compliment you ever received?  the cop once touched my cheek and said, "I have remembered how soft your skin felt"—from 29 years before
What would your job title be if the words you currently use to describe your job no longer existed?  Panderer to Overfed Brats
• What’s one thing you’re never afraid to do?  step up for a hug when I need one (under appropriate circumstances) 
If you could start your career over, what would you do differently?  pursue the MLIS
What does “success” look like for you?  "happiness"
Are you a hummingbird, flitting from passion to passion, or a woodpecker, who drills down into one passion?  hummingbird
What do you geek out about?  intellectual puzzles
Why are you alive right now?  because an emergency room doctor insisted that I should tell every health care worker with whom I come in contact that I really, truly am allergic to narcotics
If you were a completely superficial, selfish person, what would you really want? Fame, money, respect, a pony?  enough money to stop working and to pay for insurance for myself and someone else until drawing retirement is a possibility. Enough more to travel in style—and to hit seven stars.

[from here; the title quotation is by Michael Ondaatje, from The English Patient]

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