two good things

When I was home in August, my mom's downstairs neighbour had a home birth the same morning that my posse and I descended on her flat for brunch. As such I was privileged to hold a 5 hour old baby in my arms. Her mom (a ob/gyn nurse) was tickled to show off the many miracles of a new baby, such as a still throbbing umbilical cord. It was miraculous.

Just now I registered to vote by mail in ballot, which was way easier than I anticipated. I always get excited by opportunities to vote. I like democracy, flawed though it may be.