Just wrote this:
Now, at 507am, it’s skyrocketed to 16 degrees. That’s outside though. Inside I bet it’s 40? 45 maybe? Actually I have a meat thermoemter inside let me go check.
I love doing that. Like the essay is happening in real time. Because it is. I’m living it and writing it. Feels like sending a text to a friend about something that’s happening RIGHT NOW.
And lemme tell you why: It makes the present tense make sense