#crossingscon2016

Starting to add photos from Crossingscon! Here are some from the Sunday tour at the American Museum of Natural History. If you’re not tagged and wish to be, let me know - I’ve forgotten some names and urls!

Top: @indubitablyzara, @lackadaisicallexicon, @firebreathing-bookworm,  @colorfulcuttlefish, @imaginariumgeographica, @inkidink

Hatching dinosaur eggs: Cousin, Rachel, Bobby, @tptigger

Looking at the moon: @shamrockjolnes, @imaginariumgeographica, @colorfulcuttlefish, @firebreathing-bookworm, cousin 

Hands on the meteor: @indubitablyzara, @lackadaisicallexicon (hand only), @inkidink, @colorfulcuttlefish

Communing with the meteor: @imaginariumgeographica

”It’s unfair how good-looking y'all can be.” @lackadaisicallexicon back me up here

is very cute

how are you all so cute teach me your ways

v nice

super caring

good hugs

group hugs that actually smell ok even after 30 seconds

if you’ve been to any other con u know this is a Big Thing

y’all are so pretty this is a problem i can’t deal

@wanderingskywatcher​ also back me up on this

should be arrested immediately for breaking my heart

breaking and entering is a serious crime and y’all should be ashamed

inki: WHY ARE OUR COUSINS SO CUTE

inki: YOU WERE RIGHT THIS IS A PROBLEM

Sky: RIGHT

inki: *shakes fist at the sky*

inki: internal screaming

Sky: I FEEL U

It was so incredible to meet so many new-old friends, and an immense privilege to exist, in the immediate physical sense of the word, with all of you. Now, with the distance of miles and miles between us once more, it is so comforting to know, to know that you are still out there, and that our influence on each other will only continue and strengthen going forward. We are each changed by every person we touch, and I am so glad to have been changed, undeniably for the better, by each of you.

Friends, I miss you. I miss hearing your voices and seeing your facial expressions and gestures when you talked, and hearing you say ‘uh’ and ‘like’ and other such things that don’t usually make it into texts or Skype chats or posts or what-have-you. I miss being able to hug you and laugh with you and take photos with you and sit comfortably with you in silence. In a few notable cases, I miss being able to look over and see that you were sleeping comfortably before I resumed what I was doing. I miss smalltalking with you, of all things. I miss having you all only a few miles, at most, away. I miss you, and I’m sure that, because this is how such things work, at least a few of you also miss me.

But we are not alone, despite this. We weren’t before, and we certainly aren’t now. I hope you know that, and that the con reminded you of this the way it reminded me. We are still cousins, and the con was not the end of us. There is texting and Skype and Tumblr and Facebook and the forums and probably a few other forms of communication I’ve forgotten, and I know we’ll all meet each other again. That’s how family works.

Here’s to all of us, a huge and good and powerful something. And here’s to all of us together: something more than we are apart.

Hey, Lone Power! SCREW OFF! 

(No insult intended to the CBS building itself. What happens in Dark Mahattan should, by all rights, stay in Dark Manhattan...)

It will take me at least another week to post the rest of my pictures from CrossingsCon, but they’ll be up as soon as I can go through them!