Which stage of grief is the not-sleeping-because-you-are-contemplating-your-own-denial one? My grandmother always seemed immortal to me in a way no one else did & I fully expect her to attend her own memorial bc she was at all the other ones at that cemetery. Grief is weird.

Probably gonna cry thanks to the crushing weight of (gesturing at the world) all this, and I’m playing on easy mode.

🍿 Watched Wonder Woman 1984. Was it flawless? No. Did the fact that it was a Wonder Woman movie and had a cute kid in it gain it enormous good will from me? Absolutely.

My grandmother Nita died this morning. She loved us all so much and always welcomed us to her home, which is the closest thing to a childhood home that I have. I had a really lovely conversation with her right before Michael’s birthday & I’m so glad. ♥️

🔖 Tips for Starting a Bookstagram: Getting started in the bookish corner of Instagram can be overwhelming. This blog post offers some helpful advice.

Currently reading: In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto by Michael Pollan 📚

Want to read: The Blessing and the Curse: The Jewish People and Their Books in the Twentieth Century by Adam Kirsch 📚

Want to read: Women and Other Monsters: Building a New Mythology by Jess Zimmerman 📚

Me at 5 am: It’s fine, I’ll take a nap this afternoon.
Me at 5 pm: Why would I nap when there’s Bring It On fanfic I could be reading?

🔖 Yes to Masks. No to Parties. 2021 Will Be a Lot Like 2020: disheartening, but not surprising.