Status Updates From Street Haunting

Just when I start to find her to be insufferably tedious, Woolf drops a line like this, “But with the hook of life still in us still we must wriggle.”

it’s like i’ll follow for an entire essay and the last four pages she throws the weirdest curve ball with an obscure reference from the tiniest detail of an inconsequential scene of a book i’ll never read and she runs with it so hard

Virginia, what the fuck are you on about?

no im definitely just lost

i think i’m lost but i also think im getting it? her essays make me so sleepy i can only read them before bed