Yes, but how did they build the crane?
"It's Only Natural"
I feel homeless.
I'm subletting a room in a neighborhood that is new--and that I'll eventually know when I move into a different apartment in that same neighborhood long-term in August. But I am leaving it for a month before I return and lay roots.
I'm living with people I know from my first year of college. I "know" them and they "know" me, but neither of those knowledges are particularly present. There is talk of us cooking together in the near future.
I was just in my hometown in Florida for three days. It was fun but hard. Now I am back in New York, which is hard but fun. Both feed me in incomplete ways.
The person that I spent the last year building a home in has left, and he's shown no sign of coming back. This is a big one.
My friends are all my age and are going through dissimilar but equivalent crises.
No plans past September. Surprisingly little ability to reminisce much past a year or two ago.
I'm supposed to meet a friend for dinner in about an hour in a part of Brooklyn that neither of us know that well. And I'm sitting in a cafe, eating a muffin that I don't want because it is supposed to start to rain.
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Who can prove that mermaids don't exist? The ocean is so enormous.
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