five things | life in new york

1. i possess both a deep love and hate for nyc subways. one one hand, it's alone time, filled with the best people watching ever. i mean, i fell in love with new york because of the people watching so, you know. also, nobody cares about you on the subway. i had a good public cry a few weeks ago on the train- without sunglasses on! no shame!- and no one even asked if i was okay! i loved it. on the other hand, it's filled with strangers who smell odd, people asking for money, sicklings sneezing on you or standing too close to you, a homeless man claiming that jesus was coming tonight (TONIGHT!) at 10:17pm to kill all of us democrats, and don't even get me started on rush hour. but most days, i lean towards loving it.

2. for the first time in a very, very long time, i was able to brag about the weather to my friend in north carolina. over the winter that lasted for-fucking-ever, nobody envied me and all of my my michelin-man-resembling glory. but now? yeah, now, i'm winning. it's sixty degrees today with a constant light breeze. in north carolina? not so much. i think he said it was close to ninety degrees today. yuck. and a big boo. ya. kah. sha. to y'aaalllllll.

3. the food trucks. they're everywhere and they win. they always win.

4. my mamiga karolina informed me yesterday that there is a rosé festival involving a boat, rosé, cheese, and charcuterie? can we talk about how my life was made with this? MADE.

5. who needs a backyard when there are fire escapes? i mean, really. they're just about the dreamiest of dreamy things. my real estate fantasies all involve living in some large and open loft with a metal fire escape to enjoy wine with joe in the evenings and big mugs of coffee in the mornings. i want potted plants and herbs to litter it. what'd i tell you? it's dreamy, i tell you. dreamy.