But of course the one week I am in NYC, the subway happens to shut down (or at least the line headed downtown). Now I know what the streets of NYC look like minus trains: chaos. Going to be remarkably late for work but at least I miraculously managed to squish myself onto bus. Pretty harrowing. At some point I seriously considered walking 60 blocks in heels, so I'm glad it didn't come to that.
I wonder how I used to survive without smartphones and google maps on the go to tell me what to do in an unfamiliar place!
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Evelyn
I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. For I am in love with you / and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
Carol Ann Duffy
When I grow up, I'd like to be a cream puff. A cream puff with apricots, or even a plain one. Lukewarm at the bakery. In the window.
Jeux d'enfants
No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett