Status Updates From On Keeping a Notebook

“Remember what it was to be me: that was always the point.”

"I made the sauerkraut again last night and it did not make me feel any safer, but that is, as they say, another story."

"...I noticed for the first time that all the strangers I had seen for years - the man with the seeing-eye dog, the spinster who read the classified pages every day, the fat girl who always got off with me at Grand Central - looked older than they once had."

"I have already lost touch with a couple of people I used to be"

"Similarly, perhaps it never did snow that August in Vermont; perhaps there never were flurries in the night wind, and maybe no one else felt the ground hardening and summer already dead even as we pretended to bask in it, but that was how it felt to me, and it might as well have snowed, could have snowed, did snow."