Page 31 of Through Quick and Quinn
Oh crap. Maybe it is like that.
Oh. Crap.
Monday, December 18, 2023
Note to self:
Mom asked me to head to the supermarket to pick up a few things today, and along my way, I walked right past the beginning of the trail Quick and I had ventured on just a couple of months before. As I recollected my thoughts of that day, I recalled how I was a bit nervous. I had told myself that morning, though, that there was a deep serenity in surrendering to what would be. That day worked out tremendously for us and our budding friendship, and I strongly believe that was in part due to the surrender. There was no need to control the events of the day, nor was there a need to stress about it. I knew to have peace in simply letting things unfold as they would.
Sitting here on my bed this first day of our two-week vacation, I can objectively see that I am now in a similar situation of the unknowns. Will we text at all over these two weeks? Will we see each other? Will our friendship fizzle out, grow stronger, or remain the same? There is only one way to know, and that is to let things play out. What will be will be, and accepting that will bring me the same sense of tranquility that I had on our day at the waterfall in October.
These two weeks will undoubtedly open my eyes to certain things, if I allow it. It is good to be still and quiet, to gain some sort of clarity.
…Q
Tuesday, December 26, 2023
Note to self:
In the last week, I have become practically obsessed with the art of lettering. I had no idea there was an entire subculture of people who not only can create beautiful layers of word art, but who also post the most mesmerizing videos on the internet. Upon discovering this, I swear I spent way too long watching video after video of brush tips being masterfully utilized to produce hand-drawn fonts. The videos were so captivating, it was almost as though I was in a trance.
After a dozen hours or so of watching the techniques applied by these experts, I decided I was ready to give it a whirl. Dad took me to the craft store and with my Christmas money, I purchased one set of brush-tip markers and an art notebook of thick cardstock. As soon as we arrived back home, I cleared off my desk and jumped right in. I started with the alphabet, and with reference videos nearby, I practiced each letter over and over again. Listening to frequency music of 396 hertz, I worked to push through any blockages and unlock my creativity.
I filled page after page of my new notebook, so much so that Dad noticed and bought me another one just before I ran out of paper. Like with anything, improvement was inevitable with more and more practice. I gained confidence, relied on the videos less, and even began embellishing the letters through flair and shadowing. Once I felt comfortable with that as well, I decided that my second notebook should have a purpose beyond alphabet practice.
That’s when it hit me: Quick’s idea about Life Lessons. On the first page of the pristine notebook and over the course of about two hours, I deliberately and delicately penned, “Your attitude entering a situation greatly affects your experience and the outcome thereof.” I used two shades of blue and one of gray, and the varying sizes of letters really made the significant words pop. I loved it so much that I dove right into the next one. I thoughtfully decorated the second page with the phrase, “Other people’s truths are not my responsibility.” Upon completion, I was proud of the earth-toned block letters I created and the blending of shades that I accomplished. There’s something to be said for using style to emphasize the meaning of the words. Not only do I like the way both turned out, but there was so much joy in the process for me. It was relaxing and satisfying, and I am thrilled that I found yet another new avenue to achieve a meditative state! Gotta love the flow.
Feeling happy.
…Q
Wednesday, December 27, 2023
Note to self:
When I was at the craft store the other day, I noticed a huge section of items for fairy gardens. There were tiny supplies for gnomes, a fraction of the size they would be for the dollhouses I grew up with. From tables and chairs to wheelbarrows and bicycles, the store stocked it all, and everything in between. The miniature items were absolutely adorable, and as much as I wanted them, I had no need for them. Until now.
Wouldn’t it be the funniest gag gift to give Quick a quote page with a relevant tiny item? So let’s say, for the first lesson about his attitude entering a situation, what if I gave him a tiny door to represent entering? And for the truths lesson, I could give him a miniature plate maybe, like it’s an empty plate because other people’s truths aren’t on it? It’s a stretch, sure, and it’s cheesy, but I think it’s hilarious. I think he would totally get it! I guess I’ll sit on the idea for now, but just thinking about it is making me giggle.
At the end of the day, I enjoy having Quick as a friend. I think the whole reason I am overthinking this two-week vacation thing is because he’s a guy. Who cares? If my new friend was a girl, I wouldn’t have given it a second thought. Why should I now?
I’m going to text him tomorrow.
…Q
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Quinn / 11:17 a.m.
Hi Quick! How are you?
Quick / 11:21 a.m.
good, how are you
11:22 a.m.
I’m doing well!
