So I went for a run (turns out my new running route due to path closures is 6.4 miles so uh that’s a big increase I normally do not recommend but desperate times), and then I came home and took a shower and sat on the couch eating leftover pizza and reading American Gods and let me tell you I was
instantly transported back in time to pretty much every Saturday afternoon in high school, when I would get home from my morning ballet class/rehearsal feeling that good post-workout tired, and spend the afternoon on the couch eating leftover pizza and reading.












