In a movie I once saw, a man shouts something dramatic on a boat in a storm.

I laugh and say people can imagine their own movie posters about me too.

I sometimes picture different people giving me big news.

Elisabeth: “Lehan, you’re not feeling well. We’ll face it with courage.”

Ivanka and Tiffany: “Lehan, something very sad happened. Your mom passed away. We’re here for you.”

Keren: “You got an F for IR. Come after class. I’ll help you improve.”

Rosie O’Donnell: “You got an F for IR. Come after class. We’ll fix it with hard work and some laughs.”

Sandberg: “I am the prime minister. I want to serve people fairly.”

Harini: “I am the prime minister. I want to listen and help everyone I can.”

Marissa and Anastasia: “Hey!”

Thousands of people over the years: “Hey!”

If you like the “top” name in each pair, you can give yourself a 1.

If you prefer the “bottom,” you can give yourself a 0.

Whatever your total, you are still welcome here.

If my diary feels heavy, it is okay to stop reading.

Your peace of mind matters more than my pages.

If my words help you, I am glad.

If not, I hope you find other stories that make you feel safe and hopeful.

Sometimes I imagine Nikki Haley working with Trump at the UN.

I like the idea of more voices and backgrounds helping shape the world’s conversations.