- Doubt myself and then dupe myself until I forget the doubt.
- Use a song that lifts my spirits or makes me cry. Both are effective at getting me where I want to go, which is someplace far enough that I get a bird’s eye view of things–and close enough that I feel tethered to others. Such a delicate balance
- Letting a shadow pass over my arm and feeling its coolness.
- Pretend I’m friends with someone that I’m not friends with. In essence, Frannie and I, childhood classmates, became good friends just because I dreamed that we were. She didn’t like all through school. She told me I was ugly and told me “You’ve got to move,” when sat next to her. That’s good enough for me.
Who What When Where Why Us? 