Excerpts from my notes app

Names of podcasts I’ll never host

Solipsism: the theory that the self is all that can be known to exist

Lyres are tiny harps

Book quotes

When he paid the rent, I laughed, we laughed

Places to go before we leave

Things to watch before we leave

Never have I ever

The perfect early September Sunday afternoon

Oh, how delightful the grass feels today!

Watched a guy fall off his skateboard

A Scraped knee, a stifled giggle

Bridesmaid speech

Love and distance

How I wish you would

They’re gonna say I’m a handful

I’m in my own little golden age

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