Okay real talk: I’m sprawled on my couch in Austin right now, ceiling fan doing nothing against this sticky February heat, half-eaten Whataburger wrapper...
I’m sitting here in my Portland apartment—it’s February, the window’s cracked because the radiator is either off or nuclear, and there’s that constant damp...
I’m sitting here in my apartment off Colfax—Denver, February 2026, still stupidly cold, radiator clanking like it’s personally offended by winter—and I’ve got four...