tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.

Here is a belated video of me mumbling about dirt at the Tumblr/Believer event in San Francisco last month.

The real revelation here is that I am not wearing my standard-issue uniform, the cardigan. I won’t say there weren’t bribes* involved in order for me to remain cardigan-less for the duration of this event. If you are into videos of girls mumbling, sleevelessly, this is the video for you. Just know that going cardigan-less was much harder than reading out loud to a room full of strangers.

This has been a post about cardigan therapy.

_{(If you haven’t seen the video of Mills reading about the kinds of new friends he is making in San Francisco, it is highly worth watching. Also, Joshua read a poem from memory! I could not recite something from memory if you held a gun to my head. It was beautiful.)}

_{*pizza bribes}