Dylan and I were talking last night about expectations of productivity in this time of social distancing, and he had sage words:
“I’ve been working on this tall can for the last five hours. Just chill out, everybody.”
Everything is scary right now and I’m not super excited for the fallout when the storm clears,
BUT
there’s clearly a huge creative boom coming from all the isolation, and that I’m excited, even hopeful, about.
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Apparently this ☝︎ was a result of hours of watching Architectural Digest Open Door videos.
GUYS I ASSUMED SARAH PALIN SINGING BABY GOT BACK ON THE MASKED SINGER WAS SATIRE.
AND YOU KNOW, NOTHING I LOVE MORE THAN MY ALMA MATER USING THE CORONAVIRUS AS AN OPPORTUNITY TO SOLICIT DONATIONS
(it’s for their student hardship fund but it’s still gross).
I also just remembered that before I ended up working in education, my first choice job was at Safeway because of it being in walking distance while still being a transferable chain, but their manager treated me like I was an idiot for pointing out that their application website didn’t work, so I moved on pretty quickly.
I think mansplaining saved me from being in the grocery workforce during quarantine.
—melony ppenosyne
Flommist Melony Ppenosyne is a writer and weird artist type. In the last year alone, she’s traveled to Virginia as a competing poet, co-written a play on mental illness that is presently being produced, and crafted a published essay checking the privilege and scope of art galleries. Copyright © 2020 Melony Ppenosyne. Pictured up top: When you think Dylan plays the devil’s music but you’re a cat so no one values your input.
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