Birthdays and knowing
Oh, hi friends!
Today is my birthday! I am 32!
What a fun(ny) thing to type.
I say this not to solicit birthday wishes from you—honestly, reading these newsletters is the best gift you can give me, so thank you—but because in classic Kara fashion, I’m in self-reflection mode, and all I’ve really got is this:
I know more than I ever have, and also know that there is so, so, so much else to learn.
And that feels like a really nice place to be.
I hope you have the best day. If you can’t do it for yourself, then my selfish wish is that you’ll do it for me!
“If you write thousands of sentences that have absolutely nothing to do with what you think or feel those sentences are still what you will become. You can turn yourself into another person. I turned myself into another person.”
These are just a few out-of-context words from this story “The Movie Assassin” (great subtitle: “How The English Patient almost ruined my life”). Copying-and-pasting only a few sentences does a disservice to the piece, but if it gets you to read it—and you really should—then I’ve done my job.
With so much news and so many stories and so many words to consume and pictures to tap and TV shows to binge it almost feels, sometimes, that to publish anything is like skipping a stone across a pond and asking it to cause a tidal wave.
But, I don’t know, stories like this remind me that good ones find their way to their readers. Maybe we’re all looking for tidal waves but missing the ripples.
Oh, look, the seasons are changing and you have nothing to wear! You must go to my dear friend Lizzie’s vintage clothing shop on Instagram and everything will be OK. Follow her @asultrybodega to browse and buy and get you through winter!!! (I am kicking myself that I missed out on the Tetris sweater.)
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Thanks, as always, for reading.
Love, Kara