I’ve been trying to be structured with my work days, so that my job will bleed into nights and weekends less often than it does. Even so, I took a personal detour midday on Thursday, so that my mom and I could visit the Morgan Library. The Morgan is a museum and research library that was once the personal collection of Pierpont Morgan. It’s home to Medieval manuscripts, printed books, and a number of Old Master paintings. There’s currently an exhibition there of…

I took a yoga class a few months ago, and I couldn’t help but notice the remarkable practice of a yogi on the other side of the room. He was taking every single advanced posture in the book, flowing between them with apparent ease—though I knew how hard he must have been working. He was on a completely different wavelength of intensity than the rest of us. I’m embarrassed to admit to having judgment in a yoga class, of all places. But I…

It’s now just about the two year anniversary of that week in 2020 when life as we knew it changed as a result of the coronavirus pandemic. I’m remembering it, as I know many people are. What feels most chilling about the memory isn’t all of the details of lockdown, though some of them (the sound of ambulance sirens wailing at night in particular) do feel haunting. Instead, I can’t get past the fact that, at the start of that week, I had…

I’ve just spent the better part of a week in warm and sunny Florida. It was quite a change of scenery from New York, which was still chilly and windy when I left. I mainly went down to spend time with my oldest friend and her kids. I try to do this as often as I can, especially while the girls are as young as they are right now. Making memories with them means everything to me. On my way home, I’ve gotten…