I keep reading that it’s National Best Friends Day, and I am going with one of my best friends, Sam — the Elijah to my Hannah — to see the new Spider-Verse movie tonight. I will take this opportunity to tell my absolute favorite story about Sam.
Anytime I get off the subway at my stop and see that the next A Train behind this one isn’t coming for twenty-five-plus minutes, I feel like the luckiest person on Earth.
I’ve been making this lunch at least once a week for months now. I am obsessed with it, I always think I’m going to get sick of it, but as soon as I take a bite, I’ve fallen back in love.
A man, an hour late to jury duty, says, “I’m producing a show right now, so I’m unavailable for the next two weeks.” I feel like he could have just said he had a work commitment.