Sarah McCarry listened to the Cure.
Sarah McCarry thought about all the places that she could live that are not New York, places with cool ocean breezes, and beaches, and clearly if Sarah McCarry lived in one of those places her life would be one of ease and leisure, and no one would ever ask her why the office had run out of paper towels in a vaguely accusatory manner, and some wholesomely attractive young person would bring her bottles of chilled Prosecco at her request, and she would gaze thoughtfully out over the sea as the sentences tumbled from her fingertips to the page like a series of successively more lovely jewels. Sarah McCarry questioned the meaning of existence. Sarah McCarry listened to the Cure. Sarah McCarry listened to Lana del Rey. Sarah McCarry whined a little bit. Well, maybe a lot, come on, it's quite hot out. Sarah McCarry apologized for having a tantrum about noodles. Sarah McCarry took a picture of her cat with her shitty dinosaur phone. Sarah McCarry looked for a long time at the profile of a random friend of a friend in New Orleans and wondered if her life would be more interesting if she, like the friend of a friend, had elected to open a bar in the French Quarter, surround herself with handsome tattoo-covered gentlemen on motorcycles, and run around with a wolf's head affixed to her perfectly ratted punk-rock hair. Sarah McCarry looked for a long time at the profile of someone she used to be in love with and wondered if her life would be more interesting if she, like the person she used to be in love with, had elected to get married and buy a house and surround herself with adorable dogs and organic vegetables and people who look like they probably make their own beer. No, definitely not. Not that Sarah McCarry was judging. Okay fine Sarah McCarry was totally judging. Sarah McCarry is a bitch. Maybe Sarah McCarry will look at just one more profile of someone she does not know. Mmm, one more. Sarah McCarry has a lot to do. No, really. LAST ONE, SARAH MCCARRY. Sarah McCarry listened to the Cure. Sarah McCarry went running and wants a goddamn medal, look how tough Sarah McCarry is, thank you very much. Sarah McCarry listened to the Cure. The interns, sensing she was despondent, made Sarah McCarry listen to A$AP Rocky. Sarah McCarry felt better.