Equinox nerds may quibble, but as far as I’m concerned, now is Fall. Goodbye, summer! You were tumultuous, busy, and hot, and you wore me out. Now all I want to do is snarf crisp air (not happening; outside is a swamp), engage in stimulating philosophical inquiry (also not happening: my speaking gig just got cancelled because of an impending hurricane), make meaningful art (I just scrawled “I WANT” in red paint on a piece of looseleaf), and eat soup (OK, this one
“Well, call me Nickel Lips, because this is me putting my money where my mouth is.” This is the funniest sentence I’ve read all week. So good!
Loved this one Nickel Lips ❤️