My sister and me, in our Vermont backyard, circa 1990.
My sister came over this afternoon to keep me company. We sat around my kitchen and traded laughs while I cooked Alex’s dinner; talking about The Times Is On It, what we’ve been buying online, work disasters. It was a golden few hours in an otherwise long day and I’m so appreciative tonight for the simple pleasure of talking shop with a sister.
Some other articles I’ve been clicking and thinking about today:
The Atlantic: What We Mean When We Say Hello
Medium.com: What You Do Is Not (Necessarily) Who You Are
NYTimes.com: Witches of Bushwick