I've heard David Walliams described as "this generation's Roald Dahl", which is utterly ludicrous and does a huge disservice to Roald Dahl. But it's nice to occasionally test how hard I can roll my eyes.
How is Gravity Falls perfect? There are so few things I wouldn't change at all, but Gravity Falls is one.
Bloc Party's Silent Alarm is an album that I revisit about once a year and I'm surprised by how much I love it. The M83 remix of The Pioneers is featured in the final series of Netflix's Dark, and it's so perfectly chosen, I have to go all the way back through the record again.
The Last of Us is so unrealistic. Joel finds scissors everywhere, and I can't even find them in the drawer I put them in. I guess there's not really anyone round to use them and not put them back in The Last of Us.
We're ending free movement to stop all the bad immigrants and also make it infinitely more difficult to leave this country for any reason but mostly don't forget we're doing this because of immigrants and not because millions of people were tricked into voting for something that wasn't adequately explained to them and now everyone has to suffer.
I hate this country and everyone in it.
Since we have been isolating, I've been writing my journal frequently. Journals are somewhat incompatible with 2020, in that you don't share. There's no immediate audience. My audience is the romantic notion that someone will find all this after I'm dead, and read it, and just remember I was alive for a moment before tossing those pages in the bin and continuing to search for anything of value I might have owned.
The best thing about writing for people who will read after you're dead is that you can say whatever you want. You can write the most emo nonsense imaginable and people will go "wow so profound" because you're dead. And even if they don't; who cares? You're dead now. And they have to still be alive. Idiots.
My point is: write a journal. Get yourself a nice pen and some nice paper and write what you did today. It won't always be a scintillating tale, but I can confidently assert that you won't regret the time you spend writing it.
(unless a person you write about reads it dear god don't let that happen)