Monday, July 04, 2005

Independence Day

I took this picture last year outside IKEA in Elizabeth, NJ. I had just moved back from Paris and was feeling, overall, excited and manic about making a great life again in New York. It was one of those instances where you have to believe something fervently in order for it to transpire. But this was a moment that caught me off guard and had me wishing I was on that plane.

A lot changes in a year. My friend just married a French guy, and I helped entertain a small squadron of French cousins and friends. It was great to speak French again; to slip back into a mental skin that's shrivelled over the year.

On a separate note, I've been busy rearranging the furniture in my apartment, clearing out whatever stands in the way of furniture legs. I've never been much of a minimalist--I like a fair amount of book and paper clutter--so the idea of having nothing *resting* on the floor, apart from furniture, is intriguing.

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