1476770271 (N) by Jen Kirkman

Author:Jen Kirkman
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

December 31—4:00 p.m.

I have it all planned out. I will go on a forty-five-minute hike so that I can watch the sun set. (What others might call “walking” through a carved-out trail in the woods that has the occasional incline and dip, people in Los Angeles call “hiking.” But I am not, as you may have pictured, wearing Vasque Summit GTX boots or brandishing an aluminum trekking pole.) With an air of superiority over the people of Studio City who were probably taking disco naps to get ready to stay up all night, I think to myself, This is truly the end of the day, if we are going to go by nature, not midnight as The Man with his clocks and urge to control time would have us believe. Technically—if we were all farmers—we would be in bed at sundown and up at sunrise. Maybe this is the year that I will be more like a farmer. I live in a condo so I can’t quite have crops or chickens but I think I will look into getting a planter for my patio and maybe I can grow my own green beans. That’s one less person supporting the industry of green beans being flown in from other areas, sprayed with chemicals for that long-lasting crunch, packaged in plastic, and causing local business and the environment to suffer. Or maybe I will just go to more farmers markets on Sundays. I remind myself that since I am an independent thinker, on what is a night no different from the rest except for the meaning we project onto it, there is no reason to start affirming what kind of agricultural approach I will employ in the New Year.

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