the week between Christmas and New Year's Day is like being at the airport

Writers: yes, you are still a "real" writer if you
- have never published anything
- have no readers
- didn't write anything this month
- didn't write anything this year
- can't articulate words anymore
- can only float and mournfully wail
- were murdered ten years ago on this very spot

dreading Wrapped this year because our smart devices default to my boyfriend’s Spotify account, so he’s gonna get all the goddamn credit for every time I’ve called out “Google, play Gracie Abrams!” while flinging raw chicken around the kitchen.