On the strangest job interview I've ever had
Got hardly any work done and felt exhausted anyway. Walked to the park at the top of the hill after dinner; saw two men with a parachute of some kind…
on serendipity, kind of
Which I am now reminding myself of so I don't get too misty-eyed about not being able to be there this summer
I always feel like Susan Sontag when I use that title construction. If I were in a more Joan Didion mood I'd go for "On Form." But that feels a little…
On Hito Steyerl, high priestess of affect under quarantine
On cravings, camp, and the chef I can't stop instastalking
On graduating college during a global pandemic
featuring an introduction of sorts
and other things I've learned under quarantine