A. F.D. in NYC, episode six, an essay about my body.

After our staff meeting on Monday, I grabbed my dirty laundry and a jump suit that needs alterations,

and I walked down the stairs and out the door and over two blocks to drop my things off.

Neither my apartment nor my building have laundry so around the corner I go.

As I walked home I stopped and grabbed some ramen for lunch. It was a smidge out of the way, but I knew I had the time and it wasn't a long walk and worth it for ramen. Then on Monday afternoon, a friend called me just as the work day was ending.

Even though, thanks, but no thanks,

daylight savings time, it is now mostly dark o'clock

when I'm done working.

I tossed my airbuds into my ears

and headed out the door, swapping stories on the phone, walking

around the blocks of my neighborhood.

Before I knew it, I was about 15 blocks from my house, so I made a right turn, went over two blocks to a street I haven't

explored much, kept talking and listening as I worked my way back up to my home.

And, and even though it was cold I stopped and got frozen yogurt because I

didn't even know those places still existed and thank heavens I walked this particular street I hadn't ever been down because now I know how to

find a fro-yo at any given time.

If you are new to this podcast or this series, hi, I'm Annie. I usually live in

Nashville, but until December I'm living in New York City. This is the sixth

episode in this series, AFD in NYC.

The first five are linked in the show notes below.

My friends, Meredith, Trevor, and I saw the Broadway show Gutenberg on Sunday night. It is so silly and so wonderful.

And then we waited for our favorite Elphaba, Mary Kate, to finish up at Wicked, the musical.

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