I woke up at 6AM on Sunday July 1 despite sleeping two hours and started hauling my possessions onto the corner of 135th Street and Riverside Drive. I shouldn’t have stayed out till 4AM with friends the night before moving to a new apartment.
“I’m ten minutes from you,” Pavel texted.
Plenty of time, I thought. The beauty of having few things means I’m able to pack in two hours and find a man-with-a-van on Craigslist the day before. Pavel pulled up to the curb in a van at 7AM. We loaded my stuff and began cruising down the West Side Highway.