to let the breeze pass through
1. the last couple weekends i told myself i was going to catch up on work on sunday (which i did to varying degrees but regardless of how much i did also thought about it over the course of the weekend) and i told myself i was not going to do it this past weekend (and i did not do it) and (of course dumbass) it felt so much better. a memento that the ideal cure for sunday scaries is probably not "do more work on sunday" (even though i will probably do it again, but at least i can try to identify and record the pattern).
2. large slice of strawberry cream layer cake from costco which hit the cream / strawberry / cake golden ratio perfectly (and was so cold and refreshing from the fridge on a hot day). the song "cupid - twin ver" (and the sped-up version) by fifty fifty, which is the musical equivalent of strawberry cream cake. instead of working on sunday, i recorded a quick deep in-joke parody of the beginning of the ice spice nicki barbie song and sent it to two friends who would get it and they did get it. our attic (where we keep our music studio) is hot in the summer, so often i tell myself it's not worth even going up there, but also sometimes i'm telling myself a story and it's not so bad, especially if the windows stay open to let the breeze pass through.
3. buttered pasta with salt and pepper and lots of parmesan cheese. it's been a core meal like all of my life (one of the first foods i learned to cook for myself, after cinnamon toast and ramen noodles and before roast chicken) and it's never once diminished in the pleasure and joy it can give me, but sometimes in the desire to Meal Plan and Be Healthy i forget about it, that it's so easy and cheap and (to me—deborah is more of a sauce person, which is a position i respect and also need to remind myself that she can have a sauce and i can just not and we'll both be happier) completely perfect just the way it is.
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