When summer is over and fall hasn't started, it's

Good morning everyone. For a brief moment last night, Delia Cai and I sat at what she called The Table at Le Dive, ate a baguette with butter, said hi to Cake Zine’s Aliza Abarbanel when she walked by, and the city felt friendly and okay. I was supposed to go to an election viewing party afterwards but started to feel quite anxious around 7pm, and ... See more

In the university program where I was supposed to be emancipating myself from the kitchen, preparing myself to go back to New York having at least answered the question of my own potential, the novelty and thrill had thoroughly worn off. I could not find the fun or the urgency in the eventless and physically idle academic life. It was so lethargic

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