>the glass menagerie
>lots of unexpectedness today: a tumultuous start in the morning, an honest-to-goodness free lunch (out-for-hours leftover pizza harkens back to grad school-worthy small victories), windows-hate technical difficulties, and the miraculous chance that i didn’t get anything on my purple silk harness filippa k dress that i was foolishly, swelteringly traipsing in all day. score. the … Continue reading
>camp liu-anna-wanna
>i’ve declared a staycation of sorts. not necessarily the kind where you sit by a hotel pool, dipping your toes idly while reading a dogeared novel, dreaming about the riviera while figuring out what mbta bus route to eventually take back home. but rather one of the emotional getaway, one where i declare summer camp … Continue reading
>the writer’s plight in julie & julia
>irony always finds its way to bite. who would expect that a film depicting everything that i find exasperating, self-absorbed and flash-in-pan-fame about modern media and blog culture would be just the impetus for me to fervently jot down my response online? more than most, i would only assume. i had been looking very forward … Continue reading
>the touch of summer
>i cannot ask for finer adventures, more gracious friends, the beauty of serendipity and tenacity. in mid-august reflection: you have treated me well, boston, as well as i hope i have treated you. to wonder. + + + there was adventure. there was music. there was mirth. there were goodbyes. there was sunshine. and … … Continue reading
>a year later
>no fixed points: many loves flowing–spatially, temporally, spiritually–in flux. the heart is a lonely hunter, but at least the subsequent venison sausage assuages the pain. (to be continued.)
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