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Yuck. I'm horribly stressed, about something I'm too superstitious to name. All right, no, truth. I'm going to be suffering from crushing disappointment in a couple of days and I'd rather not share why. Just that I am streeeeesssed beyond all hell.
Work is nice, though. I love immersing myself in research, and the joy of wearing jeans to work never gets old. On Wednesday I worked at a resource fair at the women's county prison, which was super interesting. Before I started working at NCDBW I hadn't realized how much prison issues would come into the general work/philosophy of the organization - I mean, it does make sense when I think about it, and no it isn't the focus of what they do, but it's something I knew very little about and I've been lucky to have several experiences so far where I was able to hear from and interact with both current and former incarcerated women (and men, to a lesser extent). It's challenged some assumptions and beliefs I hadn't even really known I held, and also made me aware of that population in general, and basically it's just been really, really interesting. (Also I'm really impressed by the people who do prison work full-time - like the people at the Pennsylvania Prison Society, and prison social workers, and people at organizations not directly associated with prisons but who find ways to bring their resources into the prisons.)
It just went all dark - and I think i heard thunder. I would think I'd be sick of rain by now, but I wouldn't mind a rainy afternoon and evening; it would suit my mellow and lazy mood. Oh, and there's the rain now. With the A/C on I can forget that it's sickeningly humid out and pretend it's early fall; I've recently been craving autumn. This summer hasn't been quite as bad as last year - there have been a fair number of reprieves from the miserable heat at least - but there still isn't really much of anything to like about it. The city has begun to smell in places, like trash and spoiling meat and stale, tired air.
Work is nice, though. I love immersing myself in research, and the joy of wearing jeans to work never gets old. On Wednesday I worked at a resource fair at the women's county prison, which was super interesting. Before I started working at NCDBW I hadn't realized how much prison issues would come into the general work/philosophy of the organization - I mean, it does make sense when I think about it, and no it isn't the focus of what they do, but it's something I knew very little about and I've been lucky to have several experiences so far where I was able to hear from and interact with both current and former incarcerated women (and men, to a lesser extent). It's challenged some assumptions and beliefs I hadn't even really known I held, and also made me aware of that population in general, and basically it's just been really, really interesting. (Also I'm really impressed by the people who do prison work full-time - like the people at the Pennsylvania Prison Society, and prison social workers, and people at organizations not directly associated with prisons but who find ways to bring their resources into the prisons.)
It just went all dark - and I think i heard thunder. I would think I'd be sick of rain by now, but I wouldn't mind a rainy afternoon and evening; it would suit my mellow and lazy mood. Oh, and there's the rain now. With the A/C on I can forget that it's sickeningly humid out and pretend it's early fall; I've recently been craving autumn. This summer hasn't been quite as bad as last year - there have been a fair number of reprieves from the miserable heat at least - but there still isn't really much of anything to like about it. The city has begun to smell in places, like trash and spoiling meat and stale, tired air.