Back home. My whole house is covered in empty iced tea containers & abandoned coffee cups & receipts & bits of yarn & discarded clothes.
It’s hot. Fashion doesn’t exist when it’s this hot. Priorities: no sunburn, no chafing, no heat exhaustion, no sweat stains.
No underwire no shoes no pants no problem.
Yesterday it thunderstormed & I sat on the porch and watched the rain. Gulls struggling to stay aloft. Horizontal wind.
My plants are slumped away from the windowpanes & my dog is hiding under the dinner table. The weather creeps in.
Today is the first day of the summer and I feel like more has happened in the last few days than in the last few months.
Here are a few excellent moments:
- Arriving at my friends’ apartment while they are at work. Laying in their hammock in the middle of the city, drinking beer, knitting, not thinking about anything.
- Waking up to a power outage and walking over to a hip little cafe hidden in a residential neighbourhood. All the neighbours were there too, wearing as little as possible in the heat, thankful that someone’s coffee maker still has power.
- My friend shared her favourite childhood dessert: little baked pods of dough filled with honey that you have to tilt your head back to eat.
- Chatted about grown-up shit with my younger brother. Tattoos and art and jobs. Love. Cities. Anxiety.
- When strangers become new friends. When you find yourself sitting around a kitchen table with some old friends, wondering why it has been so long…
- Sorted through some things I’d kept at my parents’ house. Dug out some embarrassing and lovely millennial pre-teen ephemera. Fairy wings & poetry books. Hand-beaded jewellery. Smiley faces on everything.
- Time to think. Compliments from strangers. Happy friends with good news.
- Showed up to Toronto with bare nails because I was betting that Claire would suggest a manicure party – and she did.
Okay babes. Let’s keep in touch. Stay hydrated. If you go somewhere to keep cool, make sure to tip huge! Cuddle your animals for me.