the beginning of the world often comes.

dylan barlowe, this is me informing you that either this afternoon or tomorrow afternoon, we shall be procuring two items of the above nature (or another edible item of a different variety if that is your preference), bundling up in jackets and sweatshirts and other warmth-conducive apparel, driving to a stretch of land where the earth meets the water, laying out a large rectangular piece of cloth, and consuming the aforementioned items in happiness. and then taking a nap. consider yourself notified.

also, i’m buying.