glimmers in the bitter winter

New York City hasn’t seen such a brutal winter in a long time. I can’t quite remember the single digit degree weather we’ve been having lately. The type where the tips of your fingers go numb after a few minutes outdoors, where the cold air seems to seep into your house no matter how long … Continue reading glimmers in the bitter winter

a story on friendship: a trip to New Haven

I haven’t felt excitement like that thrumming through me since Israel.  Post-grad is weird like that. If you’re lucky, you live in the same city as your friends, but if you’re not, you see your friends as trains passing you by, stopping briefly for a moment to catch your breath. Not being the lucky sort, … Continue reading a story on friendship: a trip to New Haven