some old books from last year and some messy notes on a podcast about candide i was listening to last week. does anyone else love super crowded, rambling notes? they’re super satisfying to me 🌹
“A thousand live bats fluttered from the walls and ceiling while a thousand more swooped over the tables in low black clouds, making the candles in the pumpkins stutter. The feast appeared suddenly on the golden plates, as it had at the start-of-term banquet.”