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I Live In New York City. I Could Never Live Anywhere Else. The Events Of September 11 Forced Me To Confront The Fact That No Matter What, I Live Here And Always Will. One Of My Favorite Things About New York Is That You Can Pick Up The Phone And Order Anything And Someone Will Deliver It To You. Once I Lived For A Year In Another City, And Almost Every Waking Hour Of My Life Was Spent Going To Stores, Buying Things, Loading Them Into The Car, Bringing Them Home, Unloading Them, And Carrying Them Into The House. How Anyone Gets Anything Done In These Places Is A Mystery To Me.

The Desire To Get Married, Which - I Regret To Say, I Believe Is Basic And Primal In Women - Is Followed Almost Immediately By An Equally Basic And Primal Urge - Which Is To Be Single Again.

It's Always Hard To Remember Love - Years Pass And You Say To Yourself, Was I Really In Love Or Was I Just Kidding Myself? Was I Really In Love Or Was I Just Pretending He Was The Man Of My Dreams? Was I Really In Love Or Was I Just Desperate?

I Want To Talk To Her. I Want To Have Lunch With Her. I Want Her To Give Me A Book She Just Read And Loved. She Is My Phantom Limb, And I Just Can’t Believe I’m Here Without Her.”- On Losing Her Best Friend

So Much Of What I See Reminds Me Of Something I Read In A Book, When Shouldn't It Be The Other Way Around?