I have lost weight. Literally. I have no recollection of losing it or even intending to. All I know is that I lost it in Boston this spring ( Read more... )

The other day in Boston I caught myself staring at a man who was crossing the street a half pace ahead of me. He was normal, middle aged, Asian, dressed conservatively in blue, with no facial hair except for a few dozen very long crinkly grey hairs coming out of a single point on his chin. A lone tuft of dead grass on the contours of a shifty ( Read more... )

I'm headed out of town today. Last night I stayed up to finally unpack my boxes and put some order to my new home, but the job was too overwhelming. With less space and furniture, half the stuff in the boxes don't have a dwelling place. So I'm going to pile the boxes up and take them on when I get back to Boston ten weeks from now ( Read more... )

I saw "Love me if you dare", which was entertaining and irritating at the same time. Then the next day I asked myself, "What the hell was that?" I wouldn't recommend this one for anyone ( Read more... )

The medicine is starting to work, I noticed it about a week ago. I could do simple tasks without having to mentally prepare myself to do them. Seven days later I feel like a robot. Now I do things without thinking about them, but lucky for me they are all the right things. I just feel like the last one to know when I elaborately comment on someone' ( Read more... )

I took a bus to Central Square resigned to the fact that somehow I would make it to Coolidge Hill. The florist with her fragrant peonies distracted me, and I bought a tightly wounded pink blossom at 3:15. By the time I walked to my distination it had fully bloomed. I left it, anonymous, on Desiree's desk.

I took another walk today. I wanted to see how long it could take me to walk from work to my new house. With brief stops at the Goethe Institute and Starbucks as well as getting lost around Government Center it took me an hour and forty-five minutes. The walk down Beacon Street was refreshing. I'm almost tempted avoid repeating the route so this ( Read more... )