I haven’t mowed a lawn in about a decade, but when the timing and setting necessitates, you gotta synch up your streetwear Newbies and tackle that bad boy. Reminiscent of watching my dad mow the lawn as a kid, but instead of puffing on a tobacco pipe, I’m hitting a Lost Mary on the patio set, proud of my work.
Get a haircut, get rid of some clothes you haven’t worn in years, get a new houseplant, get in touch with the changing season, get grounded, get stoned, get in touch with some old friends, get some ice cream, get going
Friends you met out in the neighborhood at a bar or park or cafe or wherever a couple times and struck up a rapport with.
You don’t have eachother’s phone numbers, no social media info.
I have a couple friends like this and it’s been such a nice social change up. Always a pleasant surprise to bump into them out and about.
