being self-aware enough to say “i’m not in the right mood to be around people right now” instead of spreading your misery is something i’ll always respect.
My mom accidentally joined a neighborhood group chat meant for divorced dads. Nobody knows how she got added. Instead of leaving, she started giving them advice. Within two weeks, she was reminding them about school picture day, suggesting lunch recipes, and telling them to drink more water. One guy posted that his ex-wife was getting remarried, and my mom replied, "Good. Now focus on your lawn. It's embarrassing." Apparently, they LOVE her. Yesterday they invited her to their monthly barbecue. My dad asked why she was going. She said, "Those men need supervision.”
I love that period when you find a great album & you don't care about anything except the album. You forget about everything, it’s just you & the album.