Ballpit pisser

"Spices" can mean "this has some oregano and black pepper in it" or it can mean "this has cumin cayenne and paprika and if you eat this you will be sick in bed in pain for a week" for me.

Seriously, this is an allergy issue and a huge oversight on the part of corporations.

"But curries vary so widely across cultures! This one doesn't have the ingredient that makes you sick!"

And so I have to confess it is extremely meaningful to me that The Anthropocene Reviewed has not just hung around but found a growing audience, so much so that it will re-enter the New York Times bestseller list next week, four years after its initial publication.

I was talking with a mentor of mine about my life and how (delightfully) busy I was, and he said to make sure that even within chaos to take some time to feel each individual blade of grass and watch a butterfly exist and fly in a moment that will never exist again. The next day was the busiest of them all, and that night I had a dream that asked "Did you watch the butterfly?"

The "weaf" made me realize how I should be treating the world around me. Not just recognizing that each moment is fleeting in a very sad, mature way, but to also maintain the childish excitement of every little thing ever.