(2008, published in Bookbook, Staedelschule Press, 2011)
My inbox was pretty much empty those first few weeks. Now I get messages from work. Some people (my mother) tell me that it’s okay, this isn’t nothing, it’s settling in time. I don’t argue, although I don’t pretend to endorse this view. Nothing is nothing, if you’re not doing something. Impatiently, I expend the energy pointing out to her that some of my ex-classmates are already so busy doing what they want to do that my new job is more blow than coup; she reminds me that at least I am staying healthy, aren’t I, which was part of the motive behind this move, wasn’t it. To be away from that stuff.