Tonight was feeling relatively defeated w/r/t work. Then, as a part of my job, I navigated surreptitiously, serendipitously, sandinistaly, sandwichismly, srichrachaly, snorrely, snarfly-barfly to this webpage commemorating in photos Chimimanda Adichie’s visit to Drexel University
And it ineffably, inexorably, indongly, incorrigibly, indefatigably, indarknessedly totally maxxed out my night. What do I mean by that? It cheered me up. It poured Capri Sun into the outward-facing thimbles on my tits. I was gladdened by it. But I can’t say why. I don’t want to know why.