Is it really you?!?

I was recently sitting on the 1 train trying to persevere and finish a New Yorker article I had convinced myself had to be finished even though my interest had waned dramatically. A disheveled, older gentleman probably a few sandwiches short of a picnic pushes by, looks down at me and my magazine and says, “The New Yorker… alright!!!” I instantly sat up straightContinue reading “Is it really you?!?”

Kit-Kats and hugs

I found the beginning of this post in my Drafts folder. It’s over two years old, but I read it and got a kick out of it, so I figured I’d fix it up a little, append to it, and let it see the light of day. I learned something new on the subway today. (Two years ago.)Continue reading “Kit-Kats and hugs”