Decorations come down this week and the apartment immediately looks worse than it did in November. The tree is out on the curb shedding needles, the lights are in a tangle nobody intends to deal with until next December, and the evenings have gone completely blank again.
An ice rink downtown is a strange answer to that and a surprisingly good one. There is something specific about walking in off a warm street into cold air under the lights, with the boards already scuffed up from warmups, that resets a person more thoroughly than it has any right to. The building is loudest in the ten seconds after a goal, and the stranger next to you will grab your shoulder without ever registering that they did it.
Seven o'clock on a Wednesday, late enough to eat first and early enough to still be useful tomorrow.
Go with whoever has been complaining about January since the 2nd.
1111 S Figueroa St, downtown.
Decorations come down this week and the apartment immediately looks worse than it did in November. The tree is out on the curb shedding needles, the lights are in a tangle nobody intends to deal with until next December, and the evenings have gone completely blank again.
An ice rink downtown is a strange answer to that and a surprisingly good one. There is something specific about walking in off a warm street into cold air under the lights, with the boards already scuffed up from warmups, that resets a person more thoroughly than it has any right to. The building is loudest in the ten seconds after a goal, and the stranger next to you will grab your shoulder without ever registering that they did it.
Seven o'clock on a Wednesday, late enough to eat first and early enough to still be useful tomorrow.
Go with whoever has been complaining about January since the 2nd.
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Decorations come down this week and the apartment immediately looks worse than it did in November. The tree is out on the curb shedding needles, the lights are in a tangle nobody intends to deal with until next December, and the evenings have gone completely blank again.
An ice rink downtown is a strange answer to that and a surprisingly good one. There is something specific about walking in off a warm street into cold air under the lights, with the boards already scuffed up from warmups, that resets a person more thoroughly than it has any right to. The building is loudest in the ten seconds after a goal, and the stranger next to you will grab your shoulder without ever registering that they did it.
Seven o'clock on a Wednesday, late enough to eat first and early enough to still be useful tomorrow.
Go with whoever has been complaining about January since the 2nd.