Things I will heartily miss (a partial list): All-night laundromats busy at 2am. The view from my kitchen windows. The old guy up a few blocks who smokes outside and nods as I pass. Anthony’s espresso. Sunday nights at Arminda’s. White Castle at 3am and walking home after. Tsuki. All the walks I didn’t take. All the walks I didn’t take more than once. A lack of coyness. The tree outside my front windows, and the restaurant on the other side of the tree. The subway. The subway. Communicating with my next-door neighbor only through email, but still knowing she’s there. The subway. Car-free living. Every godforsaken apartment I have lived in and loved despite itself. Every minute until I come home again.


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