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Hello! It’s Leandra. If you’re receiving this email it’s because you have subscribed to my newsletter, formerly Dispatch from in Here. Since inception last August, I have published exactly 3 dispatches, not including the 121 shower thoughts that are languishing in my Notes app as half-baked scones. Or is it kernels of corn pops?
Here’s a relatively recent one:
But it seems I had better luck going deep yesterday:
Speaking of corn pops, this newsletter is now called “The Cereal Aisle” because Substack, like much of the rest of the Internet, is kind of like a supermarket in that you can get basically anything you’d want to consume from it, but kind of have to know where to go to get it.
It can be confusing when you think you’re in one aisle but actually, you’re in another and if you don’t realize it, it also gets frustrating because you’re like why is there so much stuff I’m not looking for in this aisle?
“I am looking for soda,” you might say, but you know, since boxes of cereal don’t have mouths or vocal cords or the ability to string together a sentence, they can’t tell you the gentleman standing at the front of the store has never been here before much less does he work here and thus they’re not sure why he sent you to this aisle so you keep looking and looking only to discover that Trix is still in production even though there are ingredients like “Purple #9” in it, which, honestly, probably doesn’t bother you all that much anyway because you’re looking for soda after all, so maybe you’ll stay because you realize you miss Trix, or maybe you’ll leave because you’re looking for soda -- either choice is well within your right and very much respected by the keeper of this aisle.
Which, again, is The Cereal Aisle.
The...serial aisle.
What you can expect from here is a weekly dispatch from the stream of my consciousness to start, mostly around the topics of:
How to get dressed: style tips, specific garment breakdowns,
Wearing clothes
Being a parent
Trying to live with your eyes open
If you choose to subscribe, you’ll receive a dispatch to your inbox at least once weekly. The first one lands tomorrow.
While you wait, ~if~ you’re waiting, I invite you to speculate on what the two gatekeepers of gingham in the belo photo are talking about.
Signing off your friend,
Their mom