I was thinking about it, and I realized I used to work in Dobb’s Ferry, NY. Okay, now you’re thinking, Cecily, why does that matter to me. You just gave me a single strand of information, thefuckamIsposedtuhdowiththat? Well, let me amend that. I used to work in Dobb’s Ferry, NY, while living an hour and a half away by bus (Bronx, NY) and I had another job to top it off.
I wasn’t a single mother with two and a half kids, I was seventeen, and possibly crazy.
I slept very little that summer.