commuted to work today with a copy of the Paris Review, NYRB, and European Review of Books in my backpack…what kind of emergency am I packing for?? a spontaneous transit delay where I need extra copies of literary criticism to help my fellow train travelers pass the time??

bringing my notebook to the dinner party so I can write down theoretical breakthroughs like “Andrew Huberman…the wellness influencer for men? is he the high T Goop??”