Lately obsessing about nukes, and what to do in the 20 minutes between receiving a message on my phone about a missile launch and the time it gets here, and the fact that I’m more than 20 min away from L’s daycare.
“Now you can almost curate your whole experience based on the images you see online, and it’s an unnatural approach to travel. It makes me wonder what happened to exploration.”
I got to sit on a couch for about 5 minutes this morning and listen to music, just the jazz radio station, delightfully analog, irresponsibly tuning out the rest of the world and thinking about nothing but what that music sounded like, and it was SO NICE.
I forgot that I used to do that – this is why I got this stereo in the first place.
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