Taylor’s Worst Ex
I hope you’re constantly getting images of the Eras Tour.
I hope you’re constantly getting images of the Eras Tour.
How strange and befuddling, to have lived in two months on one day.
Maybe a dictatorship took power on that day. A groundbreaking piece of legislation? A ceasefire of a war?
The changing leaves are a reminder that nothing is permanently with us.
I’d rub my arm and think, being first hurts.
He was also a man whose lasting legacy would be defined in a single moment.
On a day something like October 9th, 66 million(ish) years ago, a blanket of soot clouded every sky, spilled over every horizon.
No doubt a historical trigonometrist could measure the percentage of Weathertop that fell below the horizon each hour, though that study has yet to be published.
This isn’t a sparkly post.
It seems something has shorted in its circuitry.