I Know a Spot

How much do you miss places?

I’m in a place. I was in my apartment in Brooklyn, but now I’m in a place.

I’m in the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania for the weekend, at a friend’s cabin in the woods. I caught a fish last night, covered it in butter and ate it for dinner. I jumped off a canoe into a pond, and swam to the bank through the glimmering sunset. I picked herbs from his famil…