'Rushing'

"...to get to you."

(I swoon.)

Wig Shop on 31st Street

My Friends Are Iron-Deficient Oversharers

4:02 p.m.
Mrs. Ladyfriend: I'm experiencing a very strange craving for tuna fish.

4:26 p.m.
Mza: Craving liverwurst.

Dappling

This morning, 6:29 a.m.

I woke up at 5. My brain isn’t sure what it’s doing. I tried to re-sleep, but my mind wouldn’t quiet down. I was remembering the air last night as I walked home after work. The sun was just starting to go down and the wind was stronger than it’s been and cool and fresh and I remembered smiling and thinking about Spain. Not Spain as a place, but Spain as an idea—“Spain.” I realized I hadn’t felt calm in New York like that in a long time. It was as though I were again feeling air that can only be sensed when I am happy.

It’s a quality of breeze that is twined with the light like bodies in the morning in bed.

I Quote a Woman I Don't Yet Know

"Today, I feel a great weird excitement welling up in me."


This is a beach in San Sebastian, Spain. I took this last week.