the things that phase me

I hope I never grow too old for phases.

Like the buy-one-get-one-free mango boba phase,


or the Jamaican soul phase,


or the Eastern European literature phase,


or the jelly shoes phase.

I hope when I’m eighty I’ll have a classic car restoration phase, or a Mork and Mindy reruns phase (which will by then be nearly a century old! eek!).