The Season of Everyone's Discontent: Weekend Update
Today I pulled out weeds from a house plant.
Thoughts:
I am a city person. I don’t even think I really know what weeds are meant to look like.
I don’t garden, because I’ve always lived in flats with no gardens but enough building drama for a never-ending soap opera.
Why am I doing this? I can do many other things — call, badger, hustle. Gardening?
It is hot.
We’re all going to die.