The devastations of Jenny Offill

The devastations of Jenny Offill

There is nowhere to cry in this city, Jenny Offill writes. And also: But she is tired all the time now. She can feel how slowly she is walking, as if the air itself is something to be reckoned with. But, then, also: There's that moment, you know, for most people, where you decide you want to wake up in the world one more day. [Continue reading.]