It’s raining. It’s 61 degrees outside. I’m sitting in an uninsulated and unheated garage. I’m so cold. Have I mentioned it’s raining? I love rain and all but have I mentioned I’m so cold? And I’m potty-less, and I refuse to use the contractors’ portapotty. So I do what I did once before, and I walked to Superba to use their toilet and, as a courtesy, buy a pastry. Superba has really upped its game: there were quite a few things of interest such as the churro croissant, the nutella pretzel croissant, and the vegan bran muffin which is either a gift to one’s colon or just plain punishment. I opted for the chocolate chip peanut butter banana bread because I like all 3 of those things, but it fell a little flat: not too sweet or too dry or too anything—just meh.

But I have an empty bladder and right now, more than being cold, that is all that matters.