For more than two years, I attended weekly therapy on Thursday nights. I graduated from therapy at the end of January, and in the weeks leading up to my final session, I realized that I’d be getting about two hours of time back each week beginning February 1.
From there, I decided that I needed to do something meaningful with that found time. Here’s where it’s been going so far:
February 1: I got a tattoo to commemorate the hard work I’d done on myself for the past 2+ years. Then, I had dinner with my friend Casey at Aunt Jake’s, after which we stood in the rain for a very long time trying (and failing) to see W. Kamau Bell’s Netflix taping.
February 8: Had dinner with my friend Manja, whom I hadn’t seen in a decade. We connected over our mutual love of running and desire to better understand ourselves and others. She urged me to check out Esther Perel (which I still need to do).
February 15: Attended a meeting about my volunteer work: career mentoring for high-potential, at-risk girls.
February 22: Dinner with Casey and a mutual friend, Cate, at Westville.
March 1: Took my best friend, Nicole, out to dinner for her birthday.
March 8: Went to see my friend Britta’s band at Bowery Electric.
March 15: I want to do more activism around issues that don’t affect me personally, so I attended a Bail Reform event at Congregation Beth Elohim.
March 22: Took a class at Maha Rose about running a spiritual business. I met a bunch of amazing women, one of whom is going to do an astrology reading for me next month.
This Thursday, I’m planning to meet up with one of my yoga teachers to learn about essential oils, and then see a band play experimental covers of David Bowie songs.