If you can't take in anymore, there's a reason
an essay on circuit breakers, empty buckets, and the shame-show of social media
It’s all too much
I used to live in a very old apartment building with super sketchy electrical wiring. Were I to audaciously assume my hair drier could run while my stereo was on, I would once again find myself opening the grey metal fuse box next to the refrigerator and flipping the breaker. My apartment had been built at a time when there were no el…
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