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Why did I think the Dyke March happened in the middle of the day? It doesn't start until 7, gathering at 6. I was absolutely not going to go, but now I think I might. I do feel festive, I swear, but also socially anxious and awkward. I feel like I don't have a pack here. Or anywhere right now. (Well, Tyler, but she's not often around)I know I keep writing about this, but it's a central theme in my life these days. Moving around solo is okay with me, but at huge events I end up feeling a little weird. Social anxiety bites my ass.
Okay, that said, I had a lot of fun last night. Deep Lez Art Craft was amazing (!!!!!), and seeing Alyson made my whole year. Tyler and I got to dance, we took great photobooth pictures -- alone and with Alyson. I got to see some merkins. And the picnic beforehand was super fun. Lots of great people around to chat with. And the sun!! I'm glad I went with the pretty dress.
Alright. I don't know what today looks like beyond more organizing and packing, and walking the dogs. And waiting around for a check to come in that mail (because I am, once again, dirt poor and about to move across the country and go to festival with no money). And hopefully still having a sleepover tonight.
To march or not to march just feels completely unanswerable right now.
Okay, that said, I had a lot of fun last night. Deep Lez Art Craft was amazing (!!!!!), and seeing Alyson made my whole year. Tyler and I got to dance, we took great photobooth pictures -- alone and with Alyson. I got to see some merkins. And the picnic beforehand was super fun. Lots of great people around to chat with. And the sun!! I'm glad I went with the pretty dress.
Alright. I don't know what today looks like beyond more organizing and packing, and walking the dogs. And waiting around for a check to come in that mail (because I am, once again, dirt poor and about to move across the country and go to festival with no money). And hopefully still having a sleepover tonight.
To march or not to march just feels completely unanswerable right now.