Part 18: 4th Floor
The apartment is quiet. i place my things into boxes there’s no one to smile at or ask about the weather or offer my other… Read More »Part 18: 4th Floor
The apartment is quiet. i place my things into boxes there’s no one to smile at or ask about the weather or offer my other… Read More »Part 18: 4th Floor
I thought I’d get to kiss him forever. This is all my fault. I’m too empty to write. I should eat something. There is a… Read More »Part 17: Legitimate Things That Go Through Your Mind After A Breakup.
I fall into the city now more than ever. You hear it coming, the rickety sound of the what might be the most fragile train… Read More »Part 16: Parting of Ways
Photo by Jay Wennington, courtesy of Unsplash. I received news that my job was about to end due to a “fiscal exit” from the big… Read More »Part 15: New Job, Same City
The flight was bumpy as a massive drencher pummeled the west coast. I landed at John Wayne for the first time ever, a small airport… Read More »Part 14: Nearly Home
Approximately one year ago today, we drove across a bridge. His Dad and Uncle arrived from New Jersey in a truck, into which we loaded… Read More »Part 13: We Live Here Now.
You think you can. I mean, in theory, if you can conceive of something it can be done and relatively easily enough at that. Right?… Read More »Part 12: Twenty Takes And The Pursuit Of Great
For my friends in LA. You know who you are. Like most stories that take place in Los Angeles, this one begins on wheels. The… Read More »Part 11: Ready To Start
My nose is a little raw and red in one particular patch on the side. Kind of a deep crimson – not in the common… Read More »Part 10: Wild Ghosts
Photo: Autumn Mott via Unsplash And then, it’s fall. It’s been nearly 10 years since last living on the east coast. It’s a preemptive season… Read More »Part 9: Weather Changes Moods
Contrary to popular opinion there are actual seasons in Los Angeles. They simply differ than other parts of the world where a stronger emphasis is… Read More »Part 8: Summer In The City
Photo Credit: Thomas BRAULT via Unsplash Until today, I didn’t speak to anyone from there for 6 months. Aside from my sister, who technically doesn’t… Read More »Part 7: Six Months of Silence
They say that no matter where you go, there you are. It’s hard to derive long-term happiness from a physical place. With that said, here… Read More »Part 6: The Other Options
Around the time spring hit I was preparing for another transition. This time I was leaving the East Village walk-up for a loft in Brooklyn,… Read More »Part 5: Spring For Two
It was a cold, broke, winter. I was out of a job for the second half of the year. Now that I had moved… Read More »Part 4: Bring Your Ice Picks And Sunnies
Two, two, three, four. five-six-seven. Six-six-seven. Exhale. One, two, three four. fivesixseveneightnine. Inhale. Breathing, the fundamental concept of ages of which I’ve become so hyper… Read More »Part 3: From Here To There
I began making three piles. Store it, Sell it, Give it away. It was time to figure out how to get to New York. I’ve… Read More »Part 2: Moving
While working on this story one morning this song came on the radio. It felt appropriate to the particular time and place of the piece.… Read More »Part 1: From LA to NYC