November Dispatch

In which my Capricorn moon reveals itself.

The subject of agonizing scrutiny.

Yesterday I realized I am more pragmatic than I thought I was, and perhaps than I even want to be. I came to this realization after spending no less than six hours deliberating over whether or not I wanted to sign up for Blink Fitness, and in the event I did sign up, whether I wanted to sign up for the Orange (one specific gym) or Blue (all outer borough gyms) membership. After weighing the pros and cons extensively and trying (and inevitably, failing) to forecast exactly how my life might look a year from now, I decided to