Today in rehearsal I said ‘tenure’ instead of tenor. This on top of the fact that earlier this week I referred to Hawaii as another country confirms my suspicion, or fear, that I am not too smart. Or more specifically: I can’t speak another language, my mind is not sponge-like in fact-retaining, I cannot regurgitate information, and there are probably  a whole of seventh graders who know more than I do. BUT – I hope that I am creatively smart, and can link vague ideas, juxtapose and reveal things, dig beneath surfaces for truth, explore, scrapbook, make pillows, and draw pictures of dresses.