I remember very clearly thinking that my first New Years Eve was going to be like a movie. After a few years you learn that you will never meet a masked stranger, you'll never kiss said masked stranger. You'll spend one hour in line trying to get in, two hours trying to order a drink, an a half hour or more trying to get a cab home.
Read MoreI managed to learn a few things in 2018.
Read MoreMy evening was interrupted by a social media discovery: all my friends were at a party and I had not been invited.
Read MoreIn the window of a restaurant, over biscuits and fresh-fruit mimosas, I slumped over the table sheepishly and divulged a secret to Philippa.
Read MoreI woke up last Sunday morning at 5 am, pulled off my eye mask, and looked around my hotel room in Louisville.
Read MoreThis year we were returning their house for Thanksgiving. On Wednesday morning Alistair's cousin came to pick us up for the four-hour ride to Boston. The weather was a big topic on the ride up: this year temps would drop into the teens.
Read MoreI also love early mornings in midtown. I was wearing my new coat, stepping confidently in the crowds towards my destination. I looked up at the gray sky and could smell the damp snow on it's way. My friend Felix was in town from Paris, but only available for breakfast before a conference.
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