[nycfem]

I went to the gym in the evening as I've been doing of late. I have one more month until school starts again. I did 45 minutes on the Stairmaster while continuing to watch this Netflix British murder doc series, which is unexpectedly engrossing.

My friend Judith was at the gym. My gym has a t.v. and chairs in the front area of the locker room, and Judith sits there watching CNN. I notice she even wears flowered shoes. She has a Polynesian vibe. We always say a big hello, but from there, we do not talk of anything of consequence. But existing alongside her in the evening in the gym and wondering what her story is is enough. Every time I see her I get a tiny piece of the puzzle, and the puzzle is a million pieces, nearly impossible to put together but fun to work on anyway.