and stressful, leaving me a nervous puddle by the end. In fact, one of the reasons I moved to New York City is that it seemed like the best possible place to avoid doing both those things.
But somewhere, during those first days of lockdown, I convinced myself otherwise. Maybe I’d never tried hard enough, or maybe the circumstances weren’t ideal.
Maybe if I applied myself, I’d discover a hidden talent. Let’s do this!During the spring, grocery stores were hell on earth.
Lines snaked around the block, walking down the aisle in the wrong direction left you racked with guilt, and people had no idea whether their rubber gloves were doing more harm than good.
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