Film and Feelings

Something you should know about me is that I get anxious. Whether from insatiable curiosity or self-imposed pressure to achieve (likely both...

It happened. I turned 30. Woe is me. Just kidding--but this milestone has been accompanied by certain clichés: hangovers are more severe, wo...

It seemed weirdly epic, Sunday night, to be sitting in the dark in K's apartment, binge-watching Season 5 of Girls in preparation for th...

As always, in times of uncertainty, I look to stories for answers. I am still reeling from the election, but I've found a teensy bit of...

I resisted NBC's new family drama  This Is Us throughout the autumn, turning my nose up at the network's seeming attempt to replace ...

Some may chide me for being so invasively personal in this entry, in a potentially public setting, but I don't think now is the time for...

Today on the subway I was sitting next to K, goofing off in the way we do, even in public, and a man sitting across from us smiled and said,...