Airline schedules conspired to create a stopover for me in Boston tonight, en route home from New Hampshire.
I’m staying at Yotel, in the Seaport, a hip purple outpost hotel that thrums. There’s a rooftop bar on the 12th floor, where I sit and sketch and don’t worry about fitting in because I resonate on a more rural frequency.
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Since you live in the city
Since you live in the city and I in the country would I be on a deep rural frequency?
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