It’s 12:30 AM on a Saturday. My neighbors have been blasting hip hop for the past four hours. I just called 311 and filed a noise complaint. I’m getting so old. — Oh God, They’re playing “m.A.A.d city”. Oh God, Man down. Don’t say it. Where you from — Don’t say it. And… they said […]Read more "please let me sleep"
There is the moment. And then there is the memory of the moment. And each time you remember the moment, the memory of the moment becomes less of the memory of the moment and just the memory of the memory of the moment. And, when you recall a moment enough times, there is so little […]Read more "re-remembering moments"
Fall is an interesting word. It is the season where leaves die, slowly, dangling onto a dying branch with all the power a plant could muster, only to be blown to the ground by the wind, indifferently. The leaves are struggling, constantly repeating the same cycle over and over again. They grow to their hearts […]Read more "i want to be a cloud"
Some notes from a day of corporate citizenship at a community center in Hudson Yards — The train smells like shit. The car I was in was split in half between two sections. On one side, there was a homeless man with an entire shopping cart filled with his belongings. He also carried an Ikea […]Read more "finding holden in hudson yard"
Nine thoughts before 9 a.m. 1 The cold draught from the open window steadily grazes my feet as I adjust my sleeping position. I take a deep breath of colonial air, only to realize that the uncapped red wine beside my bedframe had dominated the scentscape. I come to a full state of attentiveness a […]Read more "i want to sleep but i can’t"