I’m the Worrying Kind

Will I get back from swimming and be showered in time before the landlord’s guy gets here to try fixing my door again?

Will my bird be okay, and if he is, and if I have to rehabilitate him, where am I going to get a cage to put him in?

Will I finish these two chapters in time?

Will a spider land on me ever in my lifetime?

I have much bigger worries of course, but that’s what came to mind this morning.

This is a picture of some graffiti in Soho. Somewhere. Because I don’t remember where exactly. Or if it was even really Soho. It could have been Tribeca.

Graffiti in Soho

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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