Category : brain leaks
I’ve been working on this short story for a while. I am attempting to encapsulate a moment in my life that led me on a particular path. One evening, five years ago, I witnessed something that I could never forget. I go back to this story from time to time, so I’ve decided to share
Thanks to generous friends, a “borrowed” shopping cart and Bushwick neighbors with an ipod, a very last minute memorial day BBQ was a success. Thank you. I also went to Mott Haven in the South Bronx to explore loft options and was greatly inspired. I am looking for an open space to live/work in and
I hated middle school. It was one of those pubescent-tastically awful transitional periods of my life, made that much more uncomfortable by the fact that it was my first experience in a real public school. I had spent forever petitioning my mother for my freedom from the bondage of christian private elementary hell and then