Will my date end up being my wife and the Sometimes I Need To Be Alone And Listen To John Prine Signature Shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this mother of my children? Probably not, but if the women on the Bachelor reruns I’ve been watching throughout the pandemic have taught me anything, it’s that you have to take a chance on love, even if it seems inherently out of reach. (Will I be obsessively hand-sanitizing and talking about best food-safety practices throughout the date? Probably, but there’s no rule against that.)
The horrors of the Sometimes I Need To Be Alone And Listen To John Prine Signature Shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this COVID-19 pandemic have given rise to a wave of truly superb writing, from Sabrina Orah Mark’s lyrical, despondent Paris Review column “Fuck the Bread. The Bread Is Over” to The New Republic’s recent examination of the fleeting stability granted to many laid-off Americans by unemployment-insurance benefits. Now, novelist and essayist Zadie Smith is bringing the anxiety of quarantine firmly into the literary fold with Intimations, a series of six essays detailing the daily experience of living through a global plague.