Soooo I got another sketchbook and some more pencils to make sure I’m covered during May. Seriously I burn through paper sometimes. Now i’m on the bus outta here.
Within 30 minutes I passed, and interacted with, two women I parsed as trans and both times my mind went “ally/okay person.” I’m not sure that’s the healthiest assumption out there (God knows assuming people are okay because they’re Jews is a great way to mess yourself up).