New York

Anytime, Always

Almost every house we pass, you know someone who lives there, or used to live there, or you used to live there.

Even when victory Monday became commiseration Monday, I felt the beauty of living that disappointment together.

I think my love of surprises has something to do with my love of good stories.

“If you have a bat in your dwelling after hours, please press four.”

by Sam Tuit | Sep 1, 2024 | 2 comments

For the first time, it feels like I’m succeeding at being single and in my twenties.

I’m leaving a familiar harbor for an unfamiliar sea.

Sleeping on a sailboat in the middle of the work week is my fulfillment of that dream.

It is my firm belief that the enduring power of middle school narratives is why therapists will always have jobs.

I remember completing a weeks-long project with my friend Mackenzie that involved green Christmas lights shoved through a tri-fold display board.

I am too young to be having a midlife crisis and too old for a quarter-life one.