Gornick for Pleasure



Back to my old tricks: Smoking (at night in the first pic). Also, the past 2 days, drank Campari spritzs with Prosecco in the most gorgeous park bar in Lucca. Drunk in the middle of the afternoon while prepping my class and reading Vivian Gornick for pleasure. At 3 dollars a cocktail ($13 + tax and tip in NYC), it’s impossible not to luxuriate in the possibility/availability of afternoon delight and decadence. A rare privilege in New York. It’s dusk when I start to wobble home, delighted, tipsy. Finally without the high tension stress and sadness I felt all year back home. Amazed at what the clouds and light do here.

Crossposted with Love Dog.

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