I feel a little like Adele right now (not in the sense of being able to carry a tune or having cheekbones fantastically suited to blush or anything like that): "hellooo, it's me..." Are you guys still there? Is this thing still on? I hope you are!Read More
There's a crispness to the air outside, but fall hasn't decided yet whether to fully arrive. It hovers nearby, letting the sun seep in. The warmth is layered over the cool temperatures, syrupy and amber-colored, in a clever stratification of weather: hot on cold on warm on chilly.Read More
I'm here. Words inhabit my days always; sometimes they swarm, buzzing loudly until I have to pin them down with ink on paper to quiet them. Sometimes they hide at the corners of my head, hazy and evasive, too shadowy to see clearly. When I try and name them, they shift away from me.
I haven't put them here in some time, so I'll remedy that bit by bit. Instead of starting broadly, I'll start with the small and concrete. Our days are built of those details after all, aren't they? Grand life stories, made of stacks of tiny moments.Read More
It's June 21, and two and a half months of summer stretch ahead. I see it in freeze frames: snapshots of picnics and hot, sweaty runs and cases of grapefruit La Croix seltzer water. Can you picture it? What's the perfect day?Read More
Some days feel a little off-kilter. Nothing you can put your finger on. The shower doesn’t get hot fast enough. It’s cloudy when you’re wishing for sun. You look at the clock too often, acutely aware of how long it takes to get from 2:30 to 2:40.
Other days are the opposite. You catch the subway seconds before the doors close, every time. You feel buoyant and chatty: The cashiers all smile at you. Your coffee tastes better than yesterday. The pear sitting on your kitchen counter has ripened perfectly, dripping juice down your fingers when you eat it outside in the sun.Read More