walking outside on as nice a day as january in chicago can muster up, to the neighborhood bakery, walking back with a freshly baked loaf of bread still warm in the bag (nothing comes close; it’s as adjacent a feeling to a pastoral intimacy w/ my locality as i’m probs gonna get today)
made a joke post on substack notes that i honestly still think is pretty funny but it turns out it went whoosh right over a lot of peoples' heads, especially on twitter people thought it was serious,—and so here i am with my phone blowing up because friends and people i haven't heard from in years are just seeing it on their feeds and texting me allll about it
