Did this for the first time this weekend. could feel my blood vessels dilating. It’s like I instantly entered meditative state when I entered this thing. Bonus for standing naked in snowy mountain air immediately after
The steam, the heat, the leaves, the cold plunge to shock you back, the time away from your phone to focus on how fucking hot it is in this small wooden room. its beautiful and perfect.
I always feel a bit false when asked to curate recommendations or think of my favorites.
While it's good to take stock of what was truly enriching, it's also nice to think the things I'm actually doing & consuming day in and day out are worthwhile.
And if they're not worth sharing, maybe there are changes to be made.
You can just tell they don’t know where they’re going, being lazy, or both.
Superbowl Sundays even crazier — LA is the only place where it catches people by surprise and they have to run to get Tostitos and salsa the hour before.
Post-pan, Sunday drivers spilling over into the week.
