Yesterday was jam-packed with good times. Mallory, Julie, Katie, and I went to Hocking Hills and had a secret waterfall and creek all to ourselves. We spent hours dancing around and laughing. Later we met up for the Rise for Reagan Block Party, supporting the change for legislation (particularly involved in the treatment of rape cases) and raising awareness about safety. We drank in support of the good cause. At night, we went to a little house show to watch Xavier perform his poetry on his racial identity and struggle, Field Sleeper singing in an extension and exaggeration of his already easy voice, and Suther (I think that was her name) sing in smooth and unpretentious melodies. I've now got Ohio on my ankle and Ohio in my heart. It's not common to have this sense of community, and I feel lucky to be a part of it. Thank you to my friends, to Columbus, to the community for inspiring others to do good and to be a part of one another's lives.
