love is an enormous house

full of ornaments, worth nothing

On the flight home late last week I watched the pilot of The L Word over the shoulder of someone in another row from me, and then watched it on my own screen, bewildered I remembered the whole show so well. It was my dad that suggested I watch the show when I must have been like, 12, because he thought I’d be a fan of Shane. (Of course. I have eyes.) St…