I went to Wellington and got sunburnt, now I have a fringe tan. This summer has been so absent that for an afternoon I forgot about the hole in the ozone layer and the necessity of dipping myself in a vat of sunblock before venturing outdoors. It’s okay if my hair stays in the same place. I had a party and so many people came - I made a pie, I hugged everyone, I got grumpy that my living room was full of people I am leaving behind. Tonight I’m going to the Fleet Foxes with a whole lot of people I like and am leaving behind. Everything is good/terrifying.
