How to become a literary, a luminary, to know and feel a sparkling flash of purpose and sense of self? In college, I dreamt of becoming a big city fish. In New York, I'm finding that everyone's a piranha.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Quote of the Day
Boy: "You're the Ashley Alexander Dupre to my Eliot Spitzer."
Girl: "Ew! That is so not fair. I'm from Connecticut!"
Barely the definition of an adult, I'm trying to navigate through the city, the scenesters, the lackies, the lonely, and wondering if
I'll ever fit in.
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1 comment:
you're the marilyn to my jfk? way classier!
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