Category Archives: New York
“How many parking spaces do you think our apartment would take up?”
I learned that home is a team sport.
This workshop is tuition-free, assignment-free, and pretty stress-free, but soon I’ll be back at my own school, and the cloud of duties will descend.
They must have died eventually, the ones that we didn’t scoop out.
What I learned on this year’s Dover was how to sit in the disappointment with friends and then to race around joyfully on borrowed red bicycles.
But what Andrew likes best about his new place are the bookstores in the neighborhood.
That’s the thing about Frankie—he pours the glasses to the brim.
“As long as you end up married, it was a success.”
I don’t write about Steve that much on this blog because it’s cheesy and annoying and also I know that love isn’t just the cheesy stuff.