I miss my old life. I miss my friends. I miss the regulars at Sunday night yoga–how we would all help the teacher close down the studio after the last class and linger chatting at the door. I miss my writing class in the LES studio apartment with a drafty window. I miss the bike […]
At first the days were few, but now they are many. The days that make me say, I don’t know if I can do this anymore. I have kindly warned my roommates: I’m losing it. I’m losing my mind. Just so you know. So you can keep your eye out I guess. But for what […]
I present: a story from the before times. When the clock struck midnight on January 1, 2020 my roommate and I popped a bottle of sparkly wine on a city bus (we were late to the party but oh well). We had only just decided at 8pm that evening: I put on a witchy dress, […]
I thought I wrote a post about this a long long time ago, but actually I did not. The bike hug: a very slow bike crash that results in something more like a hug than an injury. Example: One day, in a far away land a long time ago. (Crown Heights! Last year!) I was […]
Grad school: Can you please send us a transcript from the public South American university where you studied abroad in 2009? Me: lol. No.
Today a kid riding his BMX bike on the sidewalk almost ran into me. I froze, deer-in-headlights and waited–hoped–for him to look up and see me (which he did). But in that brief moment I had a flash of a thought: please don’t look up. Please run me over.* I want this to be over. […]
A few days a week I run to the top of the tallest hill by my house. (Oh have I mentioned?–I’m a runner now.) The road that goes up the hill is quiet. There are few houses and no shops. A long long time ago glaciers inched across New York State slowly pushing rocks aside […]