Finally reading Slouching Towards Bethlehem and the very first essay is about my hometown and the subject lives on my ex bf’s old street?!!? #pointlesssynchronicity
I hope there’s another version of me somewhere baking pastries in a cottage who has never seen an iPhone or had to witness a world in which “slavery is bad” is apparently a hot take 🥴
I’d like to personally apologize to the kindle girlies that it took me so long to come around, but now that I’ve finished a book in complete darkness while my baby sleeps, I finally get it.