For the last three years, I have sat myself down every Thursday night and given myself a stern talking-to. I will have all my homework done by Friday, I’ve told myself, so that I can do fun things all weekend. I’ll go down to the High Line, visit my friends on the Lower East Side, walk across the Williamsburg Bridge, have a picnic in Battery Park.
This weekend, I’ve told myself time and time again, I will embrace New York City in its entirety, as I forget far too often to do.
