Saturday, March 08, 2014

I miss....

Summer nights on Newberry Street in Boston, MA

The soothing sound of the garage door opening in my childhood home while I lay in bed at night. My dad was home.

Sleeping till noon on Saturdays, awakening for a gutted bagel, iced coffee, my walkman and stroll around Gramercy Park, shopping for an outfit to go out in that night. (What I don't miss: That Night).

Being three months in to a great workout regime.

Getting my hair blown out while gorging on fashion magazines.

Fiction writing workshops.

My stinky, scrappy family dog, Oreo.

The amazing Thomas Pink cufflinks that my husband bought me.

Having a GREAT day at work.


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