I'm at my favourite cafe this afternoon to write for pleasure, and then, when evening comes, I will go buy PINEAPPLE(S) from the market nearby before returning home. Pineapple(s)-cored and cut- are worth long distance bus journeys, always.

I wish I'd slept longer last night though, I'm so tempted to put my head down for a nap at the coffee shop. I'm watching Orange is the New Black these days in gaps during work, and last thing at night, which means I'm often sleeping late. It's so good! Most of the hype around it when it came out made it sound like it would be basically lots of lesbian prison sex, gratuitous, exhibitionist, Game of Thrones-ish. That was misleading. Yes, there's lots of nudity and sex, but it doesn't feel completely gratuitous and that's not the point of the show, IMO. It's got great writing, the characters are so well fleshed out and the acting is out of this world. And the use of background music is so masterful- it reminds me of Silicon Valley in how it partners with the visuals and the dialogue.

I went without online subscriptions to streaming platforms for about a couple of months (and watched lots of wonderful YouTube content, embarking on a mission to try and understand atleast the poetry of theoretical physics and mathematics, even if not the actual equations). That break was good. But I'm happy to re-enter with a month long netflix subscription, because when I do it right, this stuff fuels my soul. I'm not a passive consumer of content, so good stuff feeds my own creativity and thinking.

I feel the Americano kicking in now, so off I go to edit two pieces to send to writing contests. I do that now. And sign up for (in-person!) writing workshops. Because the world is wide open post-dissertation B-)