Allow me to set the scene. I don't believe I've done that before. What a terrible narrator I am. It is 20:51, I sit alone at my desk in the activewear I've been wearing since what feels like 2003 but is really just whatever day I arrived home, hungover - god, remember hangovers?! - to… Continue reading Day 6: Thursdays are for solo candlelit dinners and flirtations with classical music
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Day One in the Quarantined House
And so I thought – in the truly despicable scourge of individualism and selfie-taking that have instilled in us a brazen entitlement to think that every mealtime, every fleeting synonym for a thought is worthy of comment I decided that now was a truly fantastic time for percolation (me) to meet isolation (all of ye) and inspire a creation.