It’s a fantasy, love

It’s been over three years since I dropped an L-bomb. I don’t know if that’s a long time or not – and how does one measure that anyway? – but that’s how long it’s been. And in all my years, I’ve only said that word to three men. The operative word being “said.” I’ve loved…

Enter The Void

In eighteen years, I’ve moved fourteen times. Some of the moves have been short, cross-town ventures, but many have been big moves from one part of the country to the other. There is always a sense of not-knowing that lingers in the air at the close of every old apartment door, every old cubical desk…

An unexpected friendship

A couple of years ago, when I lived in lovely Nolita, I would wake up early every morning and walk a few blocks to the gym. At the end of my block, there was a cute little Euro-style bistro and they had a tiny bench tucked under their window facing the side street. One day,…

No shadow for this ground hog

If you are what you do, then I am a Shadow Wrestler. That’s been my occupation since as long as I can remember and I am ready to tap out of the match. There’s bound to be a better use of my time. At any give moment, I’m likely to be thinking about what I’m…

To gain, you must let go

Release.  Since my last birthday, that’s been my mini-mantra. Somewhere along the way, life started to feel really heavy… like the joy had been sucked out with a straw. It’s true, I think of myself as a work to live person but words don’t mean jack if you’re not actually living that way.  So, when my friend, Wendy,…

5 feet in front of you

Recently, I met a guitar playing gentleman who is quite the looker. He’s a master of his craft, exceedingly sweet and an all around good human being.  He also happens to own a charming little villa in Italy.  We met for a drink at the neighborhood bar on a Saturday and shared a sweet afternoon together….