I still like doing laundry--the way it connects you to your things, the dailyness of life, and the chore-god. But I wish the laundromat near me had more attractions: video games, a lounge area, magazines, a bumping singles scene.
The end of an individual's memory is a tragedy and a transcendence.
One thing about bad movies--they make regular life seem great and entertaining. Like, I can't wait.
It is unlikely that you will see me hefting a massive golf trophy.
