A Bone has Obligations

Dear reader,

One might guess I’ve found the start of 2025 a bit uphill. I was reading a Swedish blog post titled "Tillbaka till rutinerna" (eng: Back to the Routines) but I misread it into "Tillbaka till ruinerna" (eng: Back to the Ruins). It was some kind of Freudian slip which might hint a little bit about the current state of my brain. 

Speaking of Freud, have you listened to Fashion neurosis with Bella Freud (Sigmund Freud's grandchild)? I listened to her conversation with Kate Moss and loved every second. I'm also keen to listen to her episode with Zadie Smith.

Today’s blog post heading I just seized completely out of context from one of Emily Dickinson's poems. To me, it speaks about those things you just have to get done when you are an adult responsible for your own life. Does it speak anything to you I wonder? 

I've tried to artificially cure the tired look on my face with some eye patches.

Baked bread and buns during the weekend.

Dived into Rebecca Yarros’ latest book.