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.