For the best part of 10 years, I’ve owned just one plate, one bowl, and three glasses. I broke one of the glasses tonight. I guess I was never actually going to need three. The remaining two, though, are perhaps a symbol of optimism.
Lykkeland / State of Happiness is really engaging. And the boy, Amund Harboe, is the most beautiful thing.
BBC’s Normal People (adaptation): the disconnection, the emotional illiteracy, the situations that slipped through your fingertips. Everything I’ve been haphazardly and muddily blogging about for the last 20 years. It takes a lifetime to gain perspective.
I’ll start with the ending. The bottom line is that we all define ourselves by our associations. Political, perhaps. Personal, for sure. Supernatural, for those who partake. And I think, also, amongst…