It's the return of non sequitur theater. Some unrelated thoughts.
Setting: On a video call with one of my colleagues who lives above the Arctic Circle. It's about 9am his time and quite noisy, so he gets up to shut the window.
Him: Sorry, it was so warm in the office this morning, with the sun shining in all night.
Me: Uhhhh (taking a moment to parse the sentence), oh right, twenty-four hour sunshine these days.
When listening to Maroon 5's hit song "Payphone," does anyone else wonder where exactly they have found this pay phone? In a museum?
Best part of the day: When I pull into the garage and Buster flings open the door, jumping up and down when he sees me. His big brother is already a bit more blase, so I know to treasure these moments.