On April 27, 2009, I was sitting at my desk on the 26th floor of a building in lower Manhattan, surrounded by a view of the entire harbor. It was clear and sunny, and from where I sat the Statue of Liberty was in my direct line of sight. Continue reading “It’s that time of year, again!”
I didn’t sleep much last night. Nerves, and a couple of other factors, kept me awake until about 3:30. And then I got up at 7 and promptly left The Burrow, in search of the other half of the roofs here that have housed me. Which led directly into a long lunch with a new friend, which led into an hour’s meeting with at this point, an old and dear friend, which led directly to me getting home and starting to organize what was to be tetris-ed into Louise. Continue reading “2 a.m. “
Like a codependent lover, New York threw a fit and has kept me around a few extra days. Winter weather is really cramping my style. I’m trying to take it as a lesson in patience, but damned if I’m not ready to get on the road. Continue reading “Cool your jets, Tangents”
The last month or so has seen a flurry of personal revivals in one way or another. The creativity and productivity Monique and I intentionally wove into the walls of our apartment during Spring and Autumn smudging began to blossom. Continue reading “Goals make me itchy”
Tonight was the first time in a few years that I have been legitimately frightened. Continue reading “On Being a Woman, After Dark, in NYC”
