A bit from the new post: "When I first moved to New York City
five years ago, I lived in a tiny apartment in Morningside Heights, in a
bedroom with a single window that looked out onto a brick wall. Because I
craved sunlight (a luxury I’d always taken for granted), and because my
work-from-home schedule allowed me a certain degree of freedom, I spent most of
my days and nights with my then-boyfriend, Ben, at his Columbia University
apartment three blocks away. Ben was an exemplary tour guide. We
went to jazz clubs in Harlem, used bookstores in the East Village,
hole-in-the-wall restaurants in Queens. We spent long afternoons at MoMa, at
ICP, in Central Park. A newcomer to the city, I was happy to let him lead
the way. Literally. At six-foot-five, Ben was an imposing figure. More than
that, he was excellent company. And he seemed to know the city inside and out.
All I had to do was follow."
Read the rest, here. You can find the archive for my weekly column, Looking Forward (about the ups and downs of "growing up" in my twenties), here. Thank you, as always, for your kind words and support.
Bottom artwork by Heather Gonsior.
Love reading your pieces! And I totally agree-you have to get lost to truly know the city.
ReplyDeleteAlso, you use a typewriter?!?! Awesome.
love. i miss nyc, but not the cold.
ReplyDeletei look forward to these posts every week. i don't know how, but they get better and better. always so beautiful and honest.
ReplyDeletebeautifully written, as always. gives me the chills every time. xx
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I adore your dad's words of wisdom about getting lost to know a place. It's definitely true about the stomping to avoid slipping. I do that, too :)
ReplyDeleteYou have wise dad. I look forward to read equals record every week, because of you. This week is another good one beautifully written.
ReplyDeletelove love. i got chills when i read the last sentence...
ReplyDeleteI look forward to these posts every week. Love your writing, Shoko =]
ReplyDeleteThis post is so true. Someone can tell you how to do something a million times but it never really sinks in until you do it for yourself. Great insight.
ReplyDeleteAlso, thanks for the stomping tip! I am ALWAYS slipping. I'm hoping marching around like a dummy is less embarrassing than falling on my butt in public :)
Thank you so much, everyone!
ReplyDeleteTara, I do sometimes - you have to really pound on mine to get anything out of it, but I love it just the same.
Nicole, I'm so glad to know I'm not the only one!
Melissa, my pleasure - I hope it helps! :)