The Guest List

by Lucy Foley

sometimes the smallest currents are the strongest.

But no matter what happens, life is only a series of days. You can’t control more than a single day. But you can control one of them. Twenty-four hours can be curated.

But it’s possible to hate your body when you’re thin, too. To feel like it’s kept secrets from you. To feel like it’s let you down.

But that’s nostalgia for you, the tyranny of those memories of childhood that feel so golden, so perfect.