レナ・ダナムさんのインスタグラム写真 - (レナ・ダナムInstagram)「Week 8 of my quarantine looked like this - sunshine bleaching the remaining illness from my bones. Sharp angles and a soft mind. Staying in isolation 24/7 (save for the coyotes) not because I thought I was COVID positive but because I didn’t feel useful or worth much. But I woke every morning to stand and face the city like the wobbly prow of a sad little ship. And I learned to trust time - 10 seconds turn to twenty turn to sixty and then you’ve been healing for a minute. Minutes become hours which becomes days. And suddenly you’ve wracked up enough time to feel like a version of yourself you have some love for. I reminded myself how many times I have doubted my body and how many times she has pulled through for me, like a shitty Honda on a road trip. And one day this hoodie gave way to a dress, and I made my way down the mountain to the home I know and love and I wrote and ate grapes and found myself bouncing to whatever filthy beat was on the radio. That’s enough of a definition of healing for me. But I like this photo as a reminder of the impossible part right in the middle - the part that feels like fingering a cactus. If you’re in it, and I know it feels like a resting place and not limbo, you’re coming out. Don’t force your pants back on too soon because they’ll appear when it’s time. One day you’ll look around and you’ll be eating your own fruit of choice, shaking your head like a dog to a song you love and you’ll recognize yourself exquisitely. You won’t care about any bullshit (who your hookup friend moved onto in the empty space, what your mom thinks of her bitch neighbor, infighting around COVID protection attitudes in your friend group.) Quite simply, the chance to be present for any of it, the gratitude of presence, all of it will bring you to your knees. (Sharing some #WellEnough content today on stories..stay tuned!) (📸: @tommy.dorfman)」9月17日 3時01分