i got this how i spent my summer idea from EE. ever since i read it i’ve had one clanking around in my brain.
i spent my summer enjoying myself in spite of myself. i spent my summer eating chicken apple sausage with greens, chicken apple sausage with eggs, standing at my kitchen counter in my bra and underwear eating peaches off a cutting board with a fork, eating blueberries by the handful and honey by the spoonful, drinking some shit called warrior greens, taking baths and showers at night, reading in the bath, walking the train tracks, walking up and down the hill from the Amtrak and back home again. riding the train and writing blog posts to kill the time, writing emails. splitting thin crusted pizzas with people. i spent the summer stepping on tiny shards of glass through July and aUGUST after accidentally smashing a framed print drunk one night, not texting people i shouldn’t, not hitting any deer, drinking Vino Verde, sleeping at from 1030p.m. to 7a.m., using half & half heavy handedly, eating whatever i wanted and liking how my body looked despite this, seeing movies alone at theaters i’d never been to in NYC: Bow Tie and Loewes at 66th Street, reading through people’s traumas, reading through more people’s traumas, reading through more people’s traumas. watching 30 minutes of Sex & The City to let my mind rest from all the trauma. reading chelsea martin’s essay collection to help me with my own, reading meghan daum and joann beard and jonathan ames to help me with my own, listening to terry gross, listening to marc maron. always having gladiolus or sunflowers in my kitchen. searching for the ultimate comfortable bra. sitting next to various business men on the amtrak, eating m&m’s and drinking seltzer on my way home on the amtrak, peeing more than i’d like to on the amtrak, listening to music on the amtrak, forgetting my headphones and being pissed on the amtrak, drinking iced coffee, missing maggie estep, listening to the construction workers outside my apartment, cleaning my room, wearing dresses every day, buying more and more dresses, sharing a last glass of wine with my mom after we both have one, sitting at various bars around town with my mom, lackadaisically walking around hudson with my mom, going to breakfast and dinner with my mom, going to my mom’s house and stealing food from her fridge and lettuce from her garden, passing a gray bob dylan t-shirt back and forth with my mom, going wine tasting in the middle of the day with my mom, seeing sheryl crow live with my mom, going on hikes, swimming, hiking at bash bish falls, trying to be excited about my essay collection, trying not to be embarrassed about my essay collection, trying and failing to make my essay collection good, knowing how lucky I am to sold an essay collection, working on my Spotify playlist, meeting people for drinks and coffee and lunch who i met on Twitter, getting into raging arguments with my high school girl friends, going to therapy, not going to yoga enough, swishing coconut oil around in my mouth, eating nicoise salads that make me feel like 100 bucks, getting tan, getting haircuts, people-watching at Fabienne’s in Williamsburg, drinking cafe au laits at Fabienne’s in Williamsburg, buying many pairs of underwear, talking on the phone over coffee in the morning to my girl friends, sleeping in Crown Heights, in Bed Stuy, at the St. Marks Hotel, printing, printing, printing shit at Staples, sitting on my porch, using three different colors of Le Pens (red, blue, lavender) making friends with my students, watching every interview of amy schumer and tig notaro that exists, seeing Trainwreck and AMY and that Beach Boys movie and Mistress America, watching the Nirvana doc, the Nina Simone doc, Welcome To Me, Diary of a Teenaged Girl, slowly making my shoe collection classier, rearranging the furniture in my living room, eating lavender ice cream cones with my dad, going to west side story with my dad, watering my plants, trying on clothes, writing a bunch on my website to avoid writing other things, listening to old cat power…….