1. There’s a delightful New Yorker article making the rounds entitled “The Life-Changing Magic of Clogs.” (Fact: I had client meetings Wednesday and wore clogs and my cheetah shirt.)

“The clog, comfortable on levels both physical and spiritual, has for me come to stand for an existence untethered to the corporate grind. Clog life is not lived off the grid but grid-adjacent. It’s a fuzzy, fancy realm, littered with alpaca sweaters, Rachel Cusk novels, and trees that grow indoors, in charmingly primitive ceramic pots.”

2. Current mood/I need this: