I love mornings. And I hate waking up early. Like, truly loathe it. Anything that starts with a 5? Nope. Not happening. I’ve spent years trying to wake up at 6am to write or read
The Slant
On sneaky habits and small changes
Penn Station at 8:30am on a weekday is a little bit like a mall on Black Friday. Not even a mall. It’s like Walmart at midnight on Black Friday back in the Tickle Me Elmo
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The Slant
On what’s in Harrisburg
A croissant tried to convince me to move to NYC this morning. Listen. I love croissants. I loved croissants when I was a kid using the edge of a spoon to pop them out of
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The Slant
On being for something
When I lived in Rochester, I was coached on how to order my first (and only) garbage plate from Nick Tahou’s. For the unfamiliar, a garbage plate is a legendary combo of mayonnaise-based salad, grease-based
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Life
On train days and time management
Tuesdays are now train days. In this new life, I take the first train out of Harrisburg at 5am on Tuesday mornings. I regret this decision when my alarm goes off at 4am in the