Recently, I have been finding it difficult to write about most subjects. Whether it’s subjects that are personal: dating, friendships, family, and work, or subjects that are broader: politics, community, global affairs, the economy… I find myself in a state of partial paranoia and heightened sensitivity. Maybe it’s because I feel that the orthodoxies are […]
I grew up wanting to live in Forest Hills. I grew up wanting more.
I have traveled by overground train, from one city to the next. But, this is the first time I recognized that my way of train travel isn’t the same for so many others.
To live in NYC is to experience a daily, and essential, separation from others, if only to maintain sanity.
Last week, one of my friends who came to visit picked up a gift for me: a book, Pachinko by Min Jin Lee, and last night I devoured it whole.
When did the world start moving so fast and how do we slow it down?
In the noise and tumult of a busy, dizzying world, the building of an oasis.