I've accepted an offer that will solidify a long overdue career pivot.
Now celebrating with my best friend. That said, he is not the best conversationalist, insists on saying hi to everyone who enters the establishment, and is very distracted by squirrels.
Could use a human.
My companion is leaning heavily on the quiet part of the plan for this evening.
A few months ago I learned that in Islam, Jesus wasn't crucified — he was substituted for at the last second. The whole story reframes. Gone Girl got a David Fincher adaptation. Just saying.
Also interesting that of all the technologies we have invented, the train is still how we understand our relationship with time: in rap lyrics and otherwise.