Picture this: a plane is flying 36,000 feet above the Atlantic Ocean. A passenger falls ill and faints, causing half-asleep neighbors to jump up and frantically scream for help. The scene draws a crowd, part those who just want to help and part those who just want to look. Those who try to help do… Read more »
I may be forced to write quite a few posts about the New York heat this summer because, well, it has overwhelmed me to the core. It is overwhelming to feel like you’re melting every time you go outside and, even when inside, if you don’t turn on the air conditioning. It’s overwhelming to walk… Read more »
To switch up what I see when I cross my bedroom door, I decided to tack some of my favourite postcards up on it. As you may see, I struggled to keep the lines straight a little bit, but… I think there’s something for the diagonal line as well.
Phones and people. People and phones. This is the kind of thing you’ll come across on the Brooklyn train today.
I had stared at this ‘wordsmith for hire’ sign for a few minutes when it hit me: this is, technically, what I do as well.