Home feels surreal. As I walked up the front path to my house last night, I thought, “This is like a dream.” How could I have woken up in New York that morning, been at a Mets game only 24 hours before? Apparently, the 12 hours of travel did not convince me that I was [...]
Archive for May, 2009
Home (?) sweet (?) home.
May 14, 2009Of kids and mothers
May 8, 2009Today, the child I babysit made a phone call. Here’s why that is, in any way, notable:
He made it on a cell phone.
He made it on his cell phone.
He made it to his friend who was literally 10 feet away.
His friend did not answer his cell phone because he was too busy texting.
In my day… [...]