Here are all the things i want to tell you about:

The oysters I had in South Slope tonight that were so good and

and

I’ll speak to you here.

The problem is that you understand everything.

At the after party, I saw a man who looked like a man I had a crush on, for a long time, a long time ago.

Your first high school crush walks into a bar. Probably at 4pm because he works there. You walk in about 8 hours later.

Recently, I a ran into an acquaintance I had not seen in a while. While we often see each other at yoga class regularly, it had been a long stretch of time. Did you lose weight? She asked.

Last week, I was stressed about work. Very stressed. Meditating was only helping so much, so I decided I would go to McCarren park, look for the full moon, and listen to some chanting. It was the Summer Solstice after all. But when I got there, I couldn't see the moon. I walked over to an empty bench instead.

I was in Vermont for a friend’s wedding, and we were having a party at the cabin we had all rented. He came up to me in the kitchen: You’re a cunt, he said.

I replaced the Grateful Dead blanket on my couch with a throw from West Elm.