On April 16th, 2020, my life changed. That’s a kitschy way to put it, because our lives are always changing at every moment, every breath being a cobblestone placed on this path that we follow—but I suppose this day was more
live my life: for every tiny, minuscule decision there are a boundless ... life I’ve lived after the fact), but it does mean I wouldn’t be here ... to think that I could learn, live well, on five to six hours of sleep
an absurd way was still living rent-free in my head. We talked about a ... -slightly-unpleasant things that normal life entailed.
I lived with two roommates in the fall ... be okay to live with it instead.
prelude, again
I don’t know how to