Outdoor Shower Season is Back

The year is 2026.

Earth is consumed by constant conflict, negative news, and awkward conversations. Humans are splintered from society and segmented into smaller cohorts determined by their financial value and streaming habits.

Everything costs more, but nothing is more fun.

Culture feels corrupted. Celebrity is dead. Fame is for the wicked.

The bag stays the same size, but there are fewer chips inside. The TV is now a phone. It’s never off.

And me? Well I’ve just been waiting for a string of warm evenings. More than two or three consecutive nights where the temperature in southwest Connecticut won’t drop below freezing.