5 Non-Guilty Pleasures
/The original format of this post has existed on blogs since roughly the invention of wi-fi. I've always found the framing a little odd. Guilt implies wrongdoing and should probably be reserved for tax fraud and texting your ex during mercury retrograde. Not enjoying soup in peace.
So here are five things I enjoy, without apology or explanation attached.
Eating alone at a good restaurant…
A table for one, something worth ordering, nothing to negotiate. I'm not lonely. I'm present.
Spending a Saturday cooking something that takes most of the day…
Something with multiple pans, fresh herbs, and at least one point where I whisper, “I should’ve started this earlier.” Not for anyone, not for content. Just because the process itself is the point.
Wearing the same thing two days in a row when I'm home…
I know what I'm doing. I'm just not performing it.
Not watching the thing everyone is watching…
I refuse to participate in cultural emergencies around television shows. If a series is truly life-changing, it will still exist next Thursday.
Long silences in conversations I actually care about…
Not every pause needs to be filled. Some of the best exchanges I've had involved both people just sitting with something for a minute.
No guilt. No asterisks.
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