Night vs Day

The train at night is different. The exhaustion is different. In the morning it’s a cranky uncaffeinated bone deep tiredness. At 8:45 pm it’s the soul sucking despondency of having survived another day in a city that is eating at your soul while still dazzling and delighting you. It’s mostly empty and there are wide…

Empowered Bystander

But it didn’t feel like it. I felt like shit and as though I hadn’t done anything good at all. It felt like the penultimate Straight White Cis Girl moment. Standing there on the train after a long day at my cushy job, and an hour on the archery range with my boyfriend helping me…

Answers

Hey Y’all! I got an e-mail on Friday, so here are the questions and answers! An Admirer said: What do you love about NYC? I moved to NYC August 2012 and have been here since. I have lived in three different neighborhoods and two difference boroughs. One of my favorite things (and also one of…