Maybe we are living in Hell. That explains this year and the plagues, and it would certainly answer the question of WHY IS IT SO HOT RIGHT NOW?
Last weekend, I could not leave my flat. I did not open my curtains. I stepped outside once and I immediately regretted it. The lakes are packed, the pools are already reserved, public transit requires breathing in recycled face mask air, I lost my bicycle in a forest rave, all my clothing is black, my hair is too long (yay!), and honestly, my threshold for any inconveniences along with my desire for sweating through any of my minimal clothing, is at an all time low. I think it’s best that I just don’t exist for a few days. No one ask me to hang out. I’m doing okay, I’m just not interested.
And let us not forget, that when it is not the weekend, we are working in a non-air conditioned office, seeking out goodness to share with you. We are collectively moping and crying together. I know what everyone’s particular body odour smells like. Misery loves company. And we currently have a lot of it going around. This week, instead of talking about our exciting dates, our upcoming dreamy day trips, or any encroaching cultural experiences, we are talking about our binges in the dark. We all now have this in common: our bed, our laptops, our handheld fans. It’s only a little sad, when you consider how tragic the alternative is: winter, it is four months away.
We figured: since we are all stuck indoors for one reason or another (quarantine, heatwave, locusts), we would like to share with our readers some of our team’s binges. We also decided to share the love further by gifting one of our readers a subscription to Netflix so that you can keep your chill going, regardless of the state of the ozone or union. Scroll to the bottom to figure out how to win!