Coffee: Organic Sumatra Blend, Trader Joe’s Brand; coming back to this one, can’t remember when I had it last. 2018 has been a forgetful year.
There’s a party happening by the playground. Graduation I’m guessing, but it’s hard to tell. They set white tablecloths and brought extra chairs. A guy grilled hot dogs over charcoal and the smoke was so high you might mistake it for a pine tree. They started around 3:00 but they’re still going. I can hear them laughing. It’s a good sound.
There’s something about the summer that makes me emotional. Angry, sad, frustrated, I’m a children’s book with the better pages ripped out. Maybe it’s the heat, or maybe the humidity, or that it’s easier to feel overwhelmed when the world sticks to you.
I woke up late today. I needed the sleep. I’ve been productive but it’s hard to feel it. I’m stuck on the back deck of cruise ships, or standing under street-lit sasafras.
Their party keeps getting bigger. Thump, thump, thump go the bass notes in their voices.
Americanah, by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson
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“I believe when life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade…and try to find someone whose life has given them vodka, and have a party.” – Ron White