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On our way to The Met, we talked about what it would’ve been like to grow up in New York and if we’d ever want to raise kids here. I still don’t know if I want children of my own, but I do know I never want to grow up and out of how I felt when I first went to the museum as a kid. I’ve always imagined raising a girl. Maybe it’s just a dream, but maybe it won’t stay that way.

Inside, Ashley pointed to an ancient Egyptian coffin and called it kiyowo. Big eyes, small face. Imhotep imnida. I loved the Ancient Aegyoptian section.

Not long after, I wandered a bit too far and too long and got separated from Maura and Ashley twice. There’s a lot I’ve done these past few months that I’m not especially proud of, and at least half of those unsavory moments began with me drifting off, both literally and otherwise. Next time we do a museum day, I’ll be sure to set a meeting time and place so we won’t have to worry about losing each other or traveling as a gaggle in tight spaces.

Maura and Ashley had long gone by the time I got to the Lauzun Room. While I stood there, I overheard someone asking their partner, “Have you had a past life regression? Do you think you were here in a past life?” It was said so sincerely I felt like I was in on the joke, even if it wasn’t one. I thought that was sweet and kind of funny.

In a month, I’ll be on a different continent. I kept thinking about how much I’ve yet to see and how exciting that is. I saw a Turner painting and thought of the postcard of The Fighting Temeraire I got from the National Gallery in London. I brought it with me when I first moved to San Diego, but now I have no idea where it is. I was sad when I misplaced it, but I suppose I won’t need it anymore now that I’ll be able to visit the National Gallery much more often.

I just wish I had more time to take everything in. Sometimes it all blurs together, but then the light will hit a painting just right and I feel it all over again. I never want to stop wanting to know more. I’ll be back!!!!!!