Honestly I really like my new neighborhood.
I do.
I do.
I'm a creature of habit and expected this transition to be a slow and painful one but surprisingly enough, that hasn't been so.
My friends have all basically been living/moved here.
My apartment is beautiful.
And up until now anything I've needed or wanted has been at most, a five minute's walk away.
Till just now.
When I walked in my pajamas, with no makeup, in broken flip flops, in the rain, to the grocery store to buy:
tampons.
One grocery store
Three dollar stores
and probably over six bodegas later
apparently no one in the whole of Bushwick has ever heard of these.
Fuck.
My friends have all basically been living/moved here.
My apartment is beautiful.
And up until now anything I've needed or wanted has been at most, a five minute's walk away.
Till just now.
When I walked in my pajamas, with no makeup, in broken flip flops, in the rain, to the grocery store to buy:
tampons.
One grocery store
Three dollar stores
and probably over six bodegas later
apparently no one in the whole of Bushwick has ever heard of these.
Fuck.
