we were sitting on opposite ends of a row of chairs while waiting for our dryer cycles to finish. you were reading joan didion's "the year of magical thinking", and we had a brief conversation about what you thought and what you should check out next. i recommended "slouching towards bethlehem" and "the white album", in that order.
love spotting big joan being read in the wild, even as she's currently being co-opted by the performative male meme industrial complex. maybe we can start a neighborhood book club?