Two Thirds - The Ali Project

Disclaimer: this is a poorly written, sappy post with lots of superfluous language. Don’t hate, appreciate.

So, I have these two friends from camp.

I consider meeting someone as my personal notation of single, impressive characteristic that adheres itself to me. We can shake hands and you can tell me your name, but I probably won’t really remember you unless you say or do something remarkable, or if we exchange something remarkable. Selfish, rude and unprofessional – this is my introduction style.

I met Ali Kelly one night at staff training, when we were learning to be on retreat. I told her how my cousin and I used to make up words to the Mario music on Super NES. She listened, and actually thought it was funny. Genuinely, as in not funny in a “OMGZ LOL this Emily chick is like, so weird” manner. And so:

Ali*
When I hear myself in the presence of this person, I hear a child. Ali is the most dynamic person I have ever encountered. She commands. She’s a seriously wandering, wise soul that’s bootsing all over the world like she owns it, because she does own it. I sometimes feel like Ali is kicking me in the brain and heart. I still don’t know what an Ali Kelly, but it is something reminiscent of opening a Victorian armoire in Paris and finding a bale of hay in Kentucky. She is a paradox, but not really, and that’s really all have to say about that, because that's all I know how to say about that.

Kate MF Potts*
Kate is wholly alive. She savors every grain of her environment, and gives selflessly. She’s an honest, uninhibited sage who usually puts me in my place because I don’t know anything. I met Kate in the bathroom of Shoshone/Chickasaw. I was on the verge of drowning myself in the sink because I didn’t have the patience for my Adventurers. While I stressed myself out about their ridiculousness, she laughed at it. She knew these tiny humans and how they worked. Kate lives and breathes other people, while I run from them. That’s who she is. I didn’t really know how my brain worked until Kate wrinkled her brow at it. She marches to her own beat and beckons everyone else to theirs.

*These people are amazing

Conclusion: Ali and Kate are passionate, beautiful and entertaining. Meet them and learn.

I wish I could say what I mean. It is so frustrating. It would be nice if I could find an interpreter to pick my brain and transcribe into decipherable language whatever's flying around in there. Yup, to decipher the winged garbage. It's pretty much here already.