what i learned sleeping under the 'blue moon'...

lesson two: ego death.

me in the infinity room by yayoi kusama

as the lyft pulled up to my grandmother’s house, panic set in. i hadn’t spoken to anyone on my mom’s side of the family in a few years. i could go on to name a plethora of reasons, but ultimately pride and anger could be seen in any of those. time heals all wounds though, right?

as i rang the doorbell, i thought of …