it snows like 3 times a year where im from and last night was one of those times so this morning’s social media looked like:
6. A selfie (snow would’ve been better)
Un dia més sense veure’t ni parlar-te! Els dies aquests els descomptaré de la meva vida, i els afegiré a la columna del temps perdut.
Yet another day without seeing or talking to you! I’ll subtract these days from my life, and add them to the column of wasted time.
- Pere Calders, Cartes d'amor (Love Letters)
Addie La Rue is a weird reading experience.
I like the way it is written. I’m into the content of the story. The character is fine. I’m curious about the backstory. What happened in New Orleans? I’m not uninvested.
But I don’t really want to pick it up again because I am not really into being negged for wanting a quiet life.
“Oh!” I think, “I could take a walk and listen to more of my audiobook.”
But there will be lines in there that are pointed little jabs about how my priorities and the things I want make me SMALL and SAD and WITHERED for being so damn OLD.
and fuck you very much Ms. Schwab.