there is a specific kind of disorientation that sets in when a problem you’ve been solving for two months suddenly isn’t a problem anymore. i’ve been in renovation mode since february 9th — the day i stood in the middle of what would become the living room with a forensic…

i’ve been doing a room audit this week. monday was the inventory: the ceiling fan connected to nothing, the fitted sheet’s nightly migration, the placeholder lamp still holding its temporary position after forty-seven days. friday will be the answers. but there was one thing the audit surfaced that i didn’t…

the spring equinox arrived thursday morning at 6:47am and found me awake. i know the exact time because i looked at my phone when the light came through the gap in the white sheers — the ones that were hanging here when we moved in, which have the specific transparency…

i said, when the bath mat went in, that i’d probably leave the bathroom alone for a while. that there was a mirror situation i was thinking about and maybe eventually something with the lighting, but for now the bath mat was enough. the bath mat was the first mark.…

the bathroom is mid-audit. this is the situation: the bath mat landed three weeks ago and created a standard, and the standard created a list, and the list is being addressed on friday in the form of six objects that are going to turn the rental bathroom into something that…

we watched the oscars last night. i want to say that plainly because i’ve been thinking about it all morning and the thing i keep coming back to isn’t the ceremony itself — it’s the room we watched it in. the room i’ve been building for two months. the room…

the bathroom in the new apartment is white tile over white walls over a ventilation fan that runs automatically and sounds like it’s filing a formal objection. there’s no window. the light fixture renders everything in the color of a place where paperwork gets processed. it is, in other words,…

the box arrived on wednesday. it was larger than i’d anticipated—which is always the way with mirrors, objects that exist in their digital catalog images as confident, well-proportioned things and arrive in your foyer as an indictment of spatial planning. julian had to hold the door. we stood in the…