More like a celebration/congradulatory event hosted by me, honoring myself, and attended by yours truly (and perhaps the 3.5 people who read this thing).
Rarely do I feel like a valuable employee or a talented writer doing what I do. And doing so little, especially compared to people like my father, my boyfriend, many of my friends who have to work incredibly hard day in and day out, sometimes happily, and other times miserably. When I think of my job, my contributions, I feel very neutral, very lucky, and very small in comparison to everything thats going on. In short, I feel like Switzerland.
But today has been different. Today for one reason or another, through one project or another, I was reminded that what I do with words is valuable and can be really rewarding, and even fun. Nothing earth shattering took place. I didn't compose the greatest paragrpah to hit the world wide web or anything, I just felt for the first time in a while, the love I have for governing words, for dictating their reach and their boundaries, and seeing to it that words make people happy. I am a peacekeeper of language, and today I am very proud of that.
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