Feeling less raw, but still not happy.

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My ModCloth order came, and all the dresses fit! One of them may be too low-cut for work, but I have scarves I can use to accessorize over my cleavage/bra.

I'm working on my final project for pedagogy seminar, and I'm using a poem by Selim Özdogan, a Turkish-German poet from Cologne, and it's great. Here's the last stanza followed by a not-very-poetic translation from me:

Wenn wir uns umblicken
sieht es aus
als würden wir uns irgendwohin
bewegen
aber selbst die besten unter uns schaffen es nur
auf die Dächer von Gefängnissen
und
keinen Schritt weiter

If we look around ourselves
it seems
as if we were going
somewhere
but even the best of us only manage to get
to the roofs of prisons
and
not another step further

This would be a great thing to discuss in a college class; get the students thinking about whether they want to follow a life script laid out for them or whether they want to break the mold.

Saturday night there was a party to celebrate the release of one of our faculty's book, and one of the professors said she liked my new tattoo and said it was very suited to me. It made me happy.

My sister and her husband are visiting tonight, and I need to get this project's outline done before they get here (in 45 minutes I think), but I just wanted to mention this poem because it made me happy.

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The translation resonates well with me.