It’s really a “As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate.” kind of day
Old stoves with the coil burners are literally so much better than new stoves with the completely flat surface if only because it’s IMPOSSIBLE to accidentally leave a stove with coils on because they creak and rattle. Like you can hear them! The silent killers are those new flat stoves
I have finally conjured the strength watch Frenemies again after it ended (2 years ago) and I’m fully obsessed again. Literally the funniest and most entertaining podcast of all time STILL.
I’ve just been so wildly depressed the last few days. It’s making my head spin! Crying to the point of dehydration daily! This is that post-grad lifestyle
