I taught an old man how to use a debit card today. As in, I walked him through how to use it while he kept promising me there was money in his account. Simon and I also played the guess where that accent comes from game, and sometimes I think we should get paid more for boring Sundays. I even ended up back at work six hours later, to buy butter and sheepishly invite my boss to church on Easter. She could definitely use some answers, because the things she tells me keep breaking my heart.

Anyways. Royal Tenenbaums and sriracha come back into my life at exactly the right moments. Naps, too, because I've been able to take two this weekend. The simple things keep me going, and for now I think I will drink a simple cup of tea to get rid of this simple sore throat coming on.

I have been listening to First Impressions of Earth over and over.
"See, I'm stuck in a city, but I belong in a field."