Society Coffee

This is the story of New York City. One comes home to an empty apartment and goes out to a coffee shop named after the effort of people who are lonely to become un-lonely -- "Society."

I tried eating alone at first. I tried to cook dinner for myself. WNYC talked to me, loudly, as I sat at the kitchen table and read the rest of last weekend's New York Times, scooping up bits of egg with bread, then dipping bread in wine, then in olive oil, then eating sherbet out of the container. It was so boring.