“Those who travel without respite, those who wander in isolation, those who sit down in a small restaurant at a table laid with a water jug, such persons know the periodic, regular recurrence of fits of mental despair, the disease bred of loneliness.”—Colette, “Moments of Stress”
There are few things more decadent than an afternoon of salted caramel frozen custard from Shake Shack and the most recent Tom Perrotta novel. But as idyllic as your plans may be, this park may not always agree with them. Most weekday afternoons, the park is overrun with…
Kate writes wonderful lists about New York I wish I could have have been charming enough to do. You should go read them!
Cold & windy days / the Chicago soundtrack / writing in near empty restaurants mid-afternoon / mooncake / my favorite cobbler and shoes that look like new / reading for class (really! It’s early enough in the semester) / my freelance writing class / endless ideas / delectable blueberry pancakes at Clinton Street Baking Company / lots & lots of fruit in the fridge / Twin Peaks/ imaginary burlesque routines!