to be sorted later #42
in which we are really living the dream
Greetings from Chicago, where it’s drizzly and chilly out, which is to say it’s May in Chicago.
Kat (pictured above) and I are hanging out in my office, where she is now napping with great relief that I’m no longer listening to Alice Coltrane. I am sorry to report that I’ve never met a cat who enjoyed Alice Coltrane, as evidenced by Peaches and Simone always sprinting out of the living room within the opening 30 seconds of me putting on one of her records, and Kat only moments ago, looking equal parts horrified and disgusted in the direction of the speaker.
What this cat, Kat, does enjoy is watching cartoons on our big screen television. She’s had a great week, as multiple nights this week I’ve been zoned out watching Bob’s Burgers, having the capacity to do very little else. I’ve had a bit of a cold, timed impeccably with a work week that was riddled with a puzzling combination of both stress and tedium.
Fortunately I have more days off than the Belchers.
“You’re really living the dream, Linda!”
What I’m Sorting Through, Currently …
The good news is that an incredibly underwhelming work week was bookended with two lovely events: last Saturday was Independent Bookstore Day, and yesterday was my friends Lindsay and Gene’s wedding!
To celebrate indie bookstore day, Beth and I participated in the Chicago bookstore crawl. We made it to eight different stores in one afternoon, plus a very important pit stop at a Wendy’s, conveniently located next door to stop #3.
Would you believe me when I tell you I only purchased two books? Just when I think I’m boring and predictable, I surprise myself. Would you also believe me when I tell you upon exiting my car to visit bookstore #7, I nearly doored a cyclist, and that cyclist was my ex?
Life is so strange, and beautiful.
I love visiting a bookstore for the first time.
I love celebrating my friends’ love and happiness.
I’m really glad I didn’t kill my former lover last weekend.
“to be sorted later” is a series in which I attempt to have fun on the internet again, namely, by sharing the latest things I am watching, reading, listening to, hating, loving, discovering, and otherwise sorting through in any particular week or season.
In Pursuit of … Whatever
“It’s the kind of decision that doesn’t resolve. It only asks you to decide which uncertainty you can live with.” | Suleika Jaouad, on love & risks
Why aren’t Rachel Khong & I friends yet? | Read this; order her books.
On Repeat: new albums from Jessie Ware & Kacey Musgraves!
“He really was stunning—angular cheekbones, a shapely brow. He had the kind of head you could easily picture the skull beneath. Now I was envisioning him as a skeleton, raising a drink to his mouth, the liquid pouring into the void between his ribs. One day, we would both be dead.”
— Rachel Khong, “The Family O,” My Dear You
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