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 […]
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Paradoxical thoughts
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. […]
Day 20: the collective, the enforcer
Welcome to our brand new world! In a matter of weeks a country of over 300 million people of all shapes, sizes, colors, and belief systems has put itself on lockdown. (Mostly.) While a giant Cheeto tries to sell malaria drugs from his pulpit, local officials and individuals enforce the greatest national feat that I […]
Day 19: routine
Now that I’ve finally started sleeping properly again I have fallen into what you could call…a routine. 6:30am wake up naturally, lie in bed for 15-30 minutes7am check news7:15am brush teeth wash hands drink water meditate (lol)7:45am clean any leftover dishes from last night heat water for tea sit in windowsill8:15am eat two brownies wash […]
Stay-at-home day 12: the backyard
It is nice today and all of the windows in our apartment are open. There are lines of laundry strung out between buildings, pigeons that fly too close to windows, stray cats, two kids playing soccer, a man directly below me doing tai chi in the sun, next door the neighbor tills a small garden […]
Experiments in capitalism: day 8
Ten days ago I had about five different employers. Over the course of last week at varying speeds and under different circumstances I lost all forms of income. I watched managers lay off employees. I watched businesses close their doors. I watched some stay open, hoping for the best. I spent a few days in […]
Day 7: lockdown
I called the yarn store in Greenpoint to see if they’re open on this last day that non-essential businesses can be open. They are. I’m going. And if when I get there I find that there is a run on yarn I’m going to be PISSED BECAUSE I KNOW Y’ALL DIDN’T START KNITTING SINCE YESTERDAY […]
Day 4 adventures in quarantine: urban foraging and navigating the American welfare system
This morning I woke up to a text from the front-of-house manager saying she was at the restaurant with my check if I wanted to swing by today. So immediately my day went from no plans to PLANS. Water, teeth brushing, pants, bike, out the door. My weather app said it wasn’t raining out but […]
Dispatches from quarantine: day 3
Why am I still getting emails? Stop trying to sell me things and get me to sign up for online classes. Stop trying to find things for me to do (I know it’s well intended bless the souls of my employers who are running around like chickens with their heads cut off trying to find […]
Anne Foster 