July 26, 2020
Nine Aesthetically Satisfying things that happened today.
Taylor Swift’s the last great american dynasty, <iframe width="560" height="315" src="
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and writing about it, and realizing that you now have an excuse to read Cheever, which you haven’t done for nearly a decade, and then realising that—oh Cheever is pretty okay. The Swimmer
Half paying attention to a phone call, kibitzing, and realising that you don’t really have to do work today.
Talking to a newish professional colleague who might be a friend, and have them give both excellent advice and tell you that yr networking has been useful.
Wearing a skirt, when it is nearly August, with the breeze sneaking into warm places, cooling efficiently.
Fresh Ontario corn, with chilli powder, sausage burgers, eating outside in a friends backyard.
Seeing friends after a long time, and their kids—plus when one of the kids loses a tooth at dinner, and stories are being told about the tooth fairy and extended jurisdictions.
The Victorian fountain at Beasley park being turned on.
A teal, mid 80s Volkswagen rabbit?
Reading on the front porch, esp. if it’s the new NYRB, and you see a photo of a young Carson McCullers smoking in front of a book shelf ca 1941, and another piece of your young queer energy clicks into place. (like nostalgia and collapsing time, i am very old)
How irises kind of dry out into papery husks, with the biological memory of their cousins like onions.
