Lizzy F
So I decided to have AI write my Year in Philly entry for me because why not.
Prompt: Write a diary entry for Monday June 3rd, 2024 about a 24 year old female living in Philadelphia who works at a cafe during the day and went to the movies at night
And here’s what ChatGPT spit out:
June 3rd, 2024
Dear Diary,
Today was one of those perfect Mondays that felt like a Sunday in disguise. The sun streamed through the windows of my apartment, coaxing me awake with its gentle warmth. As I stirred from slumber, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, a delightful reminder of the day ahead.
After a leisurely breakfast and a quick scroll through social media, I grabbed my bag and headed out into the bustling streets of Philadelphia. The city was alive with energy, commuters rushing to their destinations, tourists snapping photos of iconic landmarks. Despite the hustle and bustle, there was a sense of tranquility in the air, a serene backdrop to the day's adventures.
Arriving at the cafe where I work, I slipped into my apron and greeted my coworkers with a smile. The morning rush kept us on our toes, but there's something invigorating about the rhythmic dance of serving customers, brewing coffee, and exchanging pleasantries with regulars. It's a routine that grounds me, reminding me of the simple joys found in everyday moments.
As the afternoon sun reached its peak, I stole a moment of quietude in the back alley, savoring a brief respite before the evening shift. With the aroma of coffee clinging to my clothes, I bid farewell to my coworkers and set off for an evening of relaxation.
Tonight, I treated myself to a solo movie outing, an indulgence I rarely allow myself amidst the chaos of daily life. The theater was a sanctuary of dim lights and plush seats, a welcome escape from the outside world. I lost myself in the magic of cinema, transported to far-off worlds and captivating stories.
Emerging from the theater, the streets were bathed in the soft glow of streetlights, the city pulsing with life even as the night grew late. With a contented sigh, I made my way back home, grateful for the simple pleasures of the day and the quiet moments of reflection they afforded.
As I write these words, the city outside my window hums with the promise of tomorrow, a blank canvas waiting to be painted with new adventures and discoveries. But for now, I'll savor the memories of this perfect Monday, a day filled with warmth, laughter, and the gentle rhythm of life.
Until tomorrow, dear diary.
Yours,
Lizzy
Lizzy is an omelette slinging, coffee pouring, neighborhood brunch wench. If you’ve had brunch in South Philly, odds are high she’s served you. You’ll see her walking to the Whitman branch Philadelphia Free Library with RBF. You’ll hear her talking too loudly on the phone with her mom. Lizzy’s lived in Philly since 2018 to study at Drexel and just hasn’t felt the need to leave since finishing her degree. Go Phils.
