Tonight, I met a ghost. I had plans to go to dinner and see a show with some friends so as the sun began its descent, I walked from the train station to the restaurant in Hell’s Kitchen. I was minding my own business, enjoying the weather and the golden hour sunlight, but as I […]Read more "The Ghost and Mr. Brinson"
The night before something big is to happen in my life, I don’t sleep very well. My mind can’t stop doing summersaults and my body can’t get comfortable. I know I’m not alone in this sort of night-before, anxiety-based alertness, but knowing it happens to other people doesn’t help me get to sleep. This state […]Read more "The Night Before New York"
“Don’t you love New York in the fall?” That’s what Tom Hanks asks Meg Ryan in You’ve Got Mail. My mental romance with autumn in New York began with that movie—Read more "“Don’t You Love New York In the Fall?”"