When I was an undergrad, I spent six weeks one summer studying in London. It was a small program of students, a dozen or so in each session. One night, a few of us went out for drinks at a pub called the Bree Louise. It was a nice night, so we sat outside at …
I went back to New York City for a weekend recently, timed to coincide with a best friend’s visit from London. With temperatures over ninety degrees I spent much of the weekend searching with friends for someplace to stay cool. Except on Saturday, when we marched.
It’s been more than two years since I went to the gym regularly but sometimes when I’m anxious I still think about running, my legs pumping with my feet in sneakers as my arms swish back and forth. I only ever ran on the elliptical. I didn’t like how the treadmill made my knees feel and …
One day in January, I was washing a pair of mugs my friends gave me as a “leaving NYC” gift last spring. The mugs have a sketch of the Brooklyn skyline and are from Fishs Eddy, a quirky dishware store in Manhattan that I love. I’ve used these mugs many times since moving but that day …