Leslie Finlay

In the months before I left I didn’t think about it much. When I did it was irrational and incongruent and I couldn’t make any sense of it and everyone just looked at me funny and no one knew what to say anyway so I just didn’t.

Him and I, both supremely discontent in our own ways, both penning worlds that superseded our realities.

Your first apartment in New York City isn’t usually destined to be much of a home.

Don’t bother fishing for an apology. Take a few weeks to acknowledge that things are changing. Play along, still.