There was a time when they’d seemed fun, when all of this, the city, the nightlife, city life in general, felt like exactly what she was meant to do. But somewhere along the line, her life had become compacted into work, apartment, art, takeout once a week and frugal home cooking the rest of the time, managing Josh when there was a Josh to be managed, calling her family, getting up, doing it all over again, and she wasn’t sure it was worth the price of rent and a MetroCard anymore.
