Last May, our hot-water heater broke. One day our shower worked fine, and the next day it was impossible to find a middle ground between scalding and freezing. Weirdly we didn’t immediately alert our landlord. I think we kept assuming it was a fluke, and then realizing, over and over, that it wasn’t. That first week I spent every shower pressed against the tile wall, poking my limbs in tentatively, adjusting the temperature (futile), and then willing myself to just “dunk,” catching as much of the narrow window between scorching and glacial as I could.
In January, after having some sort of allergies in my legs for a month and no other symptoms, I discovered I had histoplasmosis, a fungus in your lung transmitted by bats - which I had absolutely no contact with that I know of. I immediatly tried to search for some bigger reason for it. Later this year, after my first week in my new masters course, in a new city, I had to star my quarantine in my new appartment because of coronavirus. I actually searched google for "how to get rid of bad luck", until I realised that I should embrace these random events that make my life unique.
I too also wait to see if things will just fix themselves, I trick myself into believing they’re not really broken and they are just not working this one time. Who wants to get something fixed when the next day it may magically be working again right?
Also as someone who lives in a very tiny top floor apartment with a lot of sun, my windows are open constantly for most of the year, they rarely ever close in summer, I need that fresh air and a breeze in my apartment, I long for the outdoors but that is the closest I will get.
In these strange times mourning the loss of my previous routine I find comfort in creating a new routine, like your newsletter that arrives every week and creates something of consistency for my, so thank you :)
I love the art section! (I love the whole piece btw but I'm particularly enamored with this discovery journey of yours with art) - Laura is great no doubt.
I'm so glad you introduced me to Laura! Greetings from Tasmania. Also - tiny touches depends entirely on my mood. Either comforting or I may rip that toe right off if it brushes me
"In-between energy" and "Tiny touches" describe the comfort and torture of quarantining with a long-term (currently unemployed) partner precisely. "Can you please stop bursting my bubble" is another line that's recently been added to our vocabulary.
I too sometimes experience a non-urgency in responding to discomforts in the home—my partner and I often notice that some arrangement in our apartment may be causing inconvenience or could be streamlined by buying a product that is designed to address that exact issue, and then we leave the inconvenience untouched for months (years, even) and eventually realize that what we thought we needed we didn’t need at all—a hefty realization from the small (non)act of not “fixing” something when we first perceived a need.
Omg the window thing, Hayley what!! I live with windows open day and night, even when it’s not that hot outside! It’s the only possible way I survive in my tiny apartment ! Howwwww did you live with closed windows this is killing me 😭
OMG I just jumped to the end of the newsletter to come here and write THANK YOU for that link to the Phoebe Bridgers-Paul Mescal interview!!! I've been aggressively liking every comment in the profile of Wonderland mag that asked for them to post it to IGTV!
I resonate with the waiting when things break down in my apartment too- for me it’s thinking I’d be able to wish it away! I love your newsletter and look forward to it every weekend. Thanks Haley!
So excited for this Phoebe x Paul crossover, I just read a profile of her in the New Yorker which I found a little abrupt (due to, well, you know) but also helped me understand her music better! Would recommend!
Would love to hear more about which specific beliefs you held about love/sex/monogamy and how they were challenged by Perel's book!
Scrolled so fast to the bottom of '10 things I consumed this week' to see if jalapeño kettle chips were there, hehe
In January, after having some sort of allergies in my legs for a month and no other symptoms, I discovered I had histoplasmosis, a fungus in your lung transmitted by bats - which I had absolutely no contact with that I know of. I immediatly tried to search for some bigger reason for it. Later this year, after my first week in my new masters course, in a new city, I had to star my quarantine in my new appartment because of coronavirus. I actually searched google for "how to get rid of bad luck", until I realised that I should embrace these random events that make my life unique.
I too also wait to see if things will just fix themselves, I trick myself into believing they’re not really broken and they are just not working this one time. Who wants to get something fixed when the next day it may magically be working again right?
Also as someone who lives in a very tiny top floor apartment with a lot of sun, my windows are open constantly for most of the year, they rarely ever close in summer, I need that fresh air and a breeze in my apartment, I long for the outdoors but that is the closest I will get.
In these strange times mourning the loss of my previous routine I find comfort in creating a new routine, like your newsletter that arrives every week and creates something of consistency for my, so thank you :)
I love the art section! (I love the whole piece btw but I'm particularly enamored with this discovery journey of yours with art) - Laura is great no doubt.
I'm so glad you introduced me to Laura! Greetings from Tasmania. Also - tiny touches depends entirely on my mood. Either comforting or I may rip that toe right off if it brushes me
"In-between energy" and "Tiny touches" describe the comfort and torture of quarantining with a long-term (currently unemployed) partner precisely. "Can you please stop bursting my bubble" is another line that's recently been added to our vocabulary.
I too sometimes experience a non-urgency in responding to discomforts in the home—my partner and I often notice that some arrangement in our apartment may be causing inconvenience or could be streamlined by buying a product that is designed to address that exact issue, and then we leave the inconvenience untouched for months (years, even) and eventually realize that what we thought we needed we didn’t need at all—a hefty realization from the small (non)act of not “fixing” something when we first perceived a need.
Omg the window thing, Hayley what!! I live with windows open day and night, even when it’s not that hot outside! It’s the only possible way I survive in my tiny apartment ! Howwwww did you live with closed windows this is killing me 😭
To quote The Cars "just what I needed" KEEP IT UP <3
OMG I just jumped to the end of the newsletter to come here and write THANK YOU for that link to the Phoebe Bridgers-Paul Mescal interview!!! I've been aggressively liking every comment in the profile of Wonderland mag that asked for them to post it to IGTV!
THANKS!
(And now back to the newsletter)
I resonate with the waiting when things break down in my apartment too- for me it’s thinking I’d be able to wish it away! I love your newsletter and look forward to it every weekend. Thanks Haley!
Feeling a sense of relief in being able to label my in-between energy. Thanks for the new vocab!
Very much enjoyed the last section on art. It’s nice to just have the opportunity to be exposed to a piece of art and some commentary!
your coming soon planter is on sale!! if i could i would buy it for you <3
So excited for this Phoebe x Paul crossover, I just read a profile of her in the New Yorker which I found a little abrupt (due to, well, you know) but also helped me understand her music better! Would recommend!