April 19th
Watching Watertown go on lock-down, grateful everyone I know has since moved out of that area. Leftovers and beer and fresh mangoes to calm ourselves after.
April 18th
After dinner at an Italian place in Times Square, the waiter kept on refilling our wineglasses unprovoked. Drunken, deep conversation about finding one’s place in life ensued.
April 17th
It’s really nice having moms around sometimes, even when they are other people’s. They know how to cook, and do all the cleaning, and say all the right things.
April 16th
Came home from yoga to a delicious dinner made by my love.
April 15th
All my friends are okay. Trying not to give into the fear, because then they win.
April 14th
I woke up and wrote all morning into the afternoon until I was interrupted to shower and dress and join the world.
April 13th
Midday we stopped to feed John’s sister’s cat. She looked so lonely we stayed for awhile, sitting on the sofa in a patch of sunlight scratching her head.
April 12th
We watched Zero Dark Thirty.
Sometimes I wish I was a part of something bigger.
April 11th
I think I should start reading some Tolkien.
April 10th
Lights turned down, thunderstorm brewing outside the window, a song in the darkness
April 9th
Pasta and Harry Potter. Good evening.
April 8th
Spaghetti with tomato sauce and parmesan. Comfort food with him.
April 7th
An afternoon with nothing to do but take a long, hot shower.
April 6th
Shivering on the back porch with Bob’s wine in hand, watching the sun go down, John playing frisbee with other people’s children, holding a drooling baby, laughing with old friends.
April 5th
Brainstorming and storytelling in a dark, crowded bar, margarita in hand.
