My mom just sent me a link to a recipe, a fucking link! This is mental because it felt like just the other day I was explaining to her how to plug in the dvd player and which colour goes where...
I was 17 and my mom had just died and one night my dad gave me $20 and said “why don’t you go buy you a CD” and I listened to a ton at the store and settled on this. Love the convenience of the digital age but the relationship we had with music prior to that can’t be duplicated
cape town traffic is an absolute shit show and i can’t believe companies will make you sit in this traffic just to come into the office to be on a teams call.