Reflections on the small things, and the big ones, that impact our day-to-day lives.
Once upon a time . . .
During my post-college, single-in-the-city years, I almost never watched TV. Time spent alone in my Upper West Side digs meant time spent reading or listening to music—rock, classical, disco, jazz, whatever the mood…
Why I’m not a Hannah, Marnie, Shosh, or Jessa
Sometimes I can’t help identifying with TV characters. When I wasn’t even close to Carrie Bradshaw’s age, my friends and I always assigned each other friend roles (I was once comically assigned the…
All you need is . . .
. . . a little twist on the theme of love First Love First love is always best. First kiss, the one rooted in…
No más?
Certain days/moments in your life are marked by instant recall—details as crisp and clear as the joy or sadness they give rise to—no pentimento shading of memories. Of all the profound things to…
What day of the week never comes?
Show of hands, how many of us have already broken our New Year’s resolutions two and a half weeks into the New Year? That’s because New Year’s resolutions are dumb. Seriously. They’re almost…
New Year’s Day
Pajamas. A cup of coffee. A book. Sunlight filtering in through the window. Really no different from any other morning, except maybe the lingering a little longer in pajamas. Yesterday a late afternoon…
