Went to Macy’s yesterday. An obvious transgender woman in what seemed like foot high heels and a very BIG WIG was by the make-up counters. She seemed 10 feet tall. I wanted to talk to her but she was in deep conversation with a very ordinary looking guy. Some transgender person’s parent? Her parent? I doubt Emily will be as ostentatious. Then I saw a young man in make-up on the train. I notice these things in something other than a clinical perspective these days. Met a friend on the train, explained I can’t make book club because we have to go to Chicago to deal with a crisis. Made it sound like depression. Not ready to disclose to the world yet. He’s not depressed., he’s happy for the first time. It’s us, at least from time to time..