going into the woods at 4am, bundled up in orange, sitting, waiting, listening to this bird and that bird waking up. watching the sun slowly bring color to the leaves and the trees, quietly cracking open the coffee thermos, and waiting some more
you can find them for under $20, & there’s somethin special for anyone’s vibe. ofc i like the pa dutch cast iron ones, but there’s also French bistro, minimal ceramic, olde golds & silvers, & branded for a tiny bit of kitsch. practical use- keep it next to the shitter ❤️ gives going to the bathroom that junaysayqwaw
cable management is OUT. let those bad boys run wild. let them run across your walls, cluster inconveniently on the floor, dangle from your tv. let them get tangled in a tote bag by the couch over years and years, until you eventually need to fish that one cable out, & you experience that special brand of frustration again: how could I have let myself do this? and then, when you finally do claw that one cable free: a feeling of having ultimately Won in the battle of choosing chaos over order.