A new, blatantly obvious pastime has opened up.
Or: wherein GQ looks at the post-pandemic landscape and tries to proffer guidelines.
Maybe too late but good goddamn, not too little.
So, just some thoughts.
Write a story about your favorite dessert...from the dessert's point of view.
I think this is the end of something huge.
Furniture porn is a thing. Especially among gay men above a certain age.
Slight. Ever so slight.
Oh, this was a great time.
So be it.
An abridged epiphany of sorts.
More need to figure myself out.
Inspired by Pose, which is one of the most brilliant and enjoyable shows I've ever seen.
The things I'm doing nowadays...not much, but hey.
I have a feeling posts like these are going to be commonplace for a while.
Really not sure what I'm doing right now.
We have so few of these.
And I think it is beginning to change.
An underappreciated, gorgeous folk rock jewel.
"Reality has a way of intruding, whether you want it to or not."
In which our hero continues his contemplation.
A question that's been on my mind for literally years now.
"Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream."
These are coming up as I embark on my 49th trip around the sun...and probably always will.
Because my sleep needs to be addressed.