This post is like a warm blanket on a foggy morning. It’s quiet, sensual, slow—in love with the tiny acts that make a life feel lived.
The line about eating alone at a bar with a book you don’t even love, sharing dessert, talking to a stranger about lost love? That’s the kind of cinematic moment most people scroll past in their own lives.
You made it art.
The cinnamon brooms, the Merit blush, the onion video… all of it paints a moodboard of melancholy comfort. It’s not just aesthetic; it’s a gentle reminder to savor what is.
This newsletter isn’t just a “quiet place away from noise.” It’s a devotion to tenderness as a radical act. Keep going.
Your opening paragraph has triggered me into wanting to take myself out to dinner with a book I may or may not enjoy, just because life as a onesome is sometimes exhausting and we absolutely should talk to people about the last person they were in love with. I hope it healed your soul (books and pasta are always a good way to do so)
eat bread and understand comfort ❣️
loved this
This post is like a warm blanket on a foggy morning. It’s quiet, sensual, slow—in love with the tiny acts that make a life feel lived.
The line about eating alone at a bar with a book you don’t even love, sharing dessert, talking to a stranger about lost love? That’s the kind of cinematic moment most people scroll past in their own lives.
You made it art.
The cinnamon brooms, the Merit blush, the onion video… all of it paints a moodboard of melancholy comfort. It’s not just aesthetic; it’s a gentle reminder to savor what is.
This newsletter isn’t just a “quiet place away from noise.” It’s a devotion to tenderness as a radical act. Keep going.
I loved reading this!
Just watched good will hunting and NEED to watch stepmom immediately
❤️✨❤️
Love the music recs, the Twisted Stars song so perfectly encapsulates my end of Summer mood <3
Your opening paragraph has triggered me into wanting to take myself out to dinner with a book I may or may not enjoy, just because life as a onesome is sometimes exhausting and we absolutely should talk to people about the last person they were in love with. I hope it healed your soul (books and pasta are always a good way to do so)