Hello friends-- Apologies for the late letter. Tuesday was one of those days where several things went wrong in small, but mildly devastating ways that required a lot of constant, strained attention. Do you have those days? Where you’re flinging yourself from place to place, unable to do anything to immediately improve your situation but also unable to stop and let go. I had one of those slightly manic, dissociative feelings. The weather didn’t help. It was heavy and gray, the kind of day when you sweat because it’s hot and you sweat because you’re running around and you sweat just to sweat, and nothing dries because there’s no wind and the humidity is so incredibly high. The collar of my shirt was sad and limp. My feet hurt at the end of the day. My thighs were sore. When I got out of my clothes, they dropped to the ground with a wet smack. It was so awful.
CHEKHOV IS A GAY ICON
CHEKHOV IS A GAY ICON
CHEKHOV IS A GAY ICON
Hello friends-- Apologies for the late letter. Tuesday was one of those days where several things went wrong in small, but mildly devastating ways that required a lot of constant, strained attention. Do you have those days? Where you’re flinging yourself from place to place, unable to do anything to immediately improve your situation but also unable to stop and let go. I had one of those slightly manic, dissociative feelings. The weather didn’t help. It was heavy and gray, the kind of day when you sweat because it’s hot and you sweat because you’re running around and you sweat just to sweat, and nothing dries because there’s no wind and the humidity is so incredibly high. The collar of my shirt was sad and limp. My feet hurt at the end of the day. My thighs were sore. When I got out of my clothes, they dropped to the ground with a wet smack. It was so awful.