In Chinatown for today. Was here last night, too. I helped peel butternut squashes and chop them up into cubes and cook them with carrots and onions and chicken broth and then, when they were good and soft, I helped put them in the blender and turn the large, soft masses into a singular liquid.<\/p>\n
The older women in Chinatown wear dark coats, mostly just black or dark brown, and they walk with plastic bags, and they wear hats that are usually a little too big, or a little too colorful, as if they were gifted by a niece and worn ever since. Sometimes the hats are dark, too, with a single embroidered flower, and I think it looks a little sad. Why do they scowl all the time, those old women in the hats. It’s not cold out, so maybe it’s colder in the kitchen they made breakfast in.<\/p>\n
Today there will be many people here, up on the 26th floor. It’s probably going to be a little tough for me. Last night was a lot to handle. Today will be lots of family, but not mine. Cousins and mothers and siblings. I’m pre-tired from it. It’s amazing to be fatigued by something that hasn’t even happened yet.<\/p>\n
There are ballads from the 60s on the radio and I’m sitting here pretending to be comfortable. What am I even doing here.<\/p>\n
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12\/25\/12\/ In Chinatown for today. Was here last night, too. I helped peel butternut squashes and chop them up into cubes and cook them with carrots and onions and chicken broth and then, when they were good and soft, I … Continue reading