happy birthday to my school friend

G was leaning towards swimming pool; I lean towards piano cake, able to picture myself once making miniature props for my dolls and general 'imaginary inner world'. 

Today I spent doing something I love, editing things that other people wrote, so much better than editing something I wrote, and I was in the zone, lulled by the spring sun outside, which made me think of that Dragon song by Paul Hewson. Another school friend sent me an amusing photo of her naturopath's recommendations, which I suspect was intended without a trace of iron(y) (naturopath is onto it!). 

Part of what I was editing was, in fact, policy about health. I find that everyone who *thinks* they are beyond the biomedical model, waxes lyrical about 'holistic health' or 'social determinants' when you probe, they're replacing one model with another that is also unsustainable or exclusionary, but wellbeing at a sustainable community/health level would be ability to NOT devote 10 hours a day to beauty routines; take medicine when you need; most energy goes into relationships with friends and family. 

Do we still do relationships? Or just a small handful of highly intense relationships (husband yelling 'honey' tersely; female friends swapping curated social feeds and liking interior decor). Does anyone drink cups of tea, talk rubbish, do a bit of a dress up from the op shop, pull pranks, gush over a crush? 

I tried to recall when I last had a crush on someone whose name I knew/born in the last century/not Keanu Reeves; best I could come up with a hot architect student I made out with just before I met my significant other, and I wouldn't characterise it as a crush as it was fulfilled. I also went through a stage of thinking someone I met through work but didn't actually work with was cool and not just cool for work. He didn't know he was cool, which helped, a snappy dresser but not vain, talked about his wife in a way both respectful but remote, the type to make you a coffee on the work machine even if it meant he was late home on his e bike and he'd tell you about his offspring's inability to drive around roundabouts and if you probed, you'd discover he spent holidays walking in national parks, and was hopelessly single until 27, then 'snapped up' by someone he met when you were overseas/in primary school/already taken/shoegazing etc.