MINUTE OF MONTH NO. 45, NOVEMBER 2023
Channel: Sarah Bay Gachot
Date: 19/12/2023

No. 45, November 2023. We traded the cold of an unheated house in Rhode Island for an overly heated apartment in New York City. Just open the window. The weather all month wasn’t so bad. I always seemed to be overdressed when I went outside, walking, biking, finding fireworks just down the street. The NYC Marathon came by. It was early enough in the morning that it made me tear up. These really fast people do the whole course before the throngs even get out to see them. They have very few people to cheer them on for being so frigging fast. Then, having had two previous months of sitting on a porch staring at the ocean, I got in a lot of culture. @gazpachot and I drilled down on our psyches too, trying to pinpoint what matters and where we should be. Aligning two people as scrambled by geography as us is a puzzle. We tear down and dig in and then dust each other off. And we keep moving. And I was busy seeing things, eating things, roaming, when I wasn’t working. Some luminaries — Ben by Frank’s pizza, Mmuseumm, Canal Plastics, Kip Thorne, Janna Levin, and Lia Halloran talking about black holes, Pippilotti Rist, Divine, Liz Deschenes, the Natural History Museum, Kayode Ojo, Luigi’s pizza, Nicholas Ray, my sister… Then it was Thanksgiving and we drove up to Vermont to rent a five bedroom house for nine of us family. My dad gave us all paintings, so much cooking, a small dog with an orange cape that visited, collaging, drawing, lots of snow. We meditate a lot as a family and learn how to heal. I was momentarily consumed with a mini-soap opera in the tech world that involved a prominent CEO being fired and rehired in a weekend. Watching techie people try to figure it all out in real time was fascinating. Then Covid tests… then back in NYC, we took my sister for a walk around the city, the Rubin Museum, a sun by Rohini Devasher, and that night I tried to work but the Eagles were on and they won. Later, I drove our car — which had been healed of her ills by a mechanical genius in Brooklyn — back up to RI to store. Then, a train back to New York. Thousands of squirrels,… a strange Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers movie about Freudian psychology.