Weeknotes 083: I’m here to buy strawberries. I got me a bag of bread.
Not every weeknote needs to be a blow by blow account of the week. Sometimes it can just be vibes.
A laden gooseberry bush. Ribollita. Bucolic delight, playing in unmown grass after cycling home from the market. Tears at the dentist. Rediscovering a single, now the album’s out. Dressing up as a cuddly teddy. Eating tea in a pub at the end of a week filled with parks. Cosplaying a guinea pig and getting lettuce through the cage bars. Iterating on the cycling commute. DIY playing nice and taking less time than anticipated. A superb book.