Saint Patrick’s Cathedral, New York

I remember sitting in a cathedral on a snowy February morning and watching an elderly couple hold hands. They looked at each other until tears filled their eyes. The man gave a small smile and the woman nodded. It was a beautiful sight. Three years later, I still try to imagine what passed between them, these wrinkled lovers with hair like clouds. Perhaps it was the start of something, maybe the end. I find it comforting that it’s difficult to tell the difference.


The Cranes – Beautiful Friend

From Loved | Dedicated Records, 1994 | Spotify

This is the flat-out best bighearted open road love song that I know: 1960s drums, surf guitar, and that purr on “our love was special, our love was strange.” And I will always remember the night she gave me this song on a Maxell cassette just before I fell for her.

Each night in 2020, I wrote a short post for a series called Notes From the End of a World because I wanted to etch these days into my memory. Before the world changed completely.
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