If you don’t mind, I’d like to tell you a story about my friend Grace. Five years ago Grace moved from Connecticut to New York hoping to restart her life. High school had been rough for her. She had a back brace from scoliosis and social anxiety. On top of her genetic bad luck, her […]
If you want a thing–truly want it, want it so badly that you need it as you need air to breathe, then unless you die, you will have it. Why not? It has you. There is no escape. What a cruel and terrible thing escape would be if escape were possible. – Parable of the […]
Eight years ago I skipped college graduation because I was determined to move to New York and become a writer. I was so naïve, so lonely, when I first arrived to Manhattan I remember sitting on the steps of the New York Public Library when a man came up to me and complimented me on […]
I waited five months for this. Over 150 days I yearned and dreamed and sustained myself off the idea of it. My own place. With Jay. Two bedrooms. A large kitchen. A loft in Philadelphia all our own. Last Tuesday, after the movers came, the cleaners cleaned and everyone left, Jay and I sat […]
Day 83 of quarantine, It’s safe to say that things have gotten worse. I mean, things are okay at home. But in general, things are definitely worse. I spent the last few days wondering how I was going to get a newsletter out. Everything I tried to write felt trivial and childish. If I’m being […]
What’s happened since the last time we spoke? I had my first full week back at work. I went to the gym twice (Monday & Wednesday). Ate six Reese’s Christmas trees. Drank about twelve cups of green tea and saw a movie (Uncut Gems – good but intense, and I was in a Little Women […]
Yoko Ono believes the seven-year itch in marriage is caused by the seven years it takes for our cells to die off and replace themselves, causing us to wake up one day as different people, staring into different people’s eyes. I’ve been thinking about that idea a lot recently. It got stuck in my mind […]
I wasn’t going to talk about this, but I feel like I have to. I have to because my face has been OUT OF CONTROL the last two weeks. No seriously, I had a bacterial infection on a zit. How does that even happen? My dermatologist couldn’t tell me, but I won’t get into the […]