Connie
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Connie
@possibleconnie.bsky.social
I've lived here for more than 16 years, but I've never felt more like I belong here. NYC has never felt more like home.
November 5, 2025 at 5:20 AM
This feels like the night that we stepped into the future.
November 5, 2025 at 5:18 AM
Honestly, NYC couldn't have planned a better send-off for Dick Cheney than this.
November 5, 2025 at 3:31 AM
That feeling when you have to reject a guy a second time because he wouldn't take no for an answer the first time.
November 4, 2025 at 5:43 PM
Anyone who's posting nonstop about how Charlie Kirk deserves human dignity while remaining silent about Gaza, about Melissa Hortman, about the shooting the same day at Evergreen High School, is only showing us who they don't think deserves human dignity.
September 13, 2025 at 12:56 AM
Trump's decree that I make these two blankets I'm crocheting smaller.
August 30, 2025 at 3:52 PM
So damn proud of my city tonight.
June 25, 2025 at 3:09 AM
Today, going through airport security, I accidentally put my paper notebook of similar size and color in the tray instead of my Kindle as instructed. No one said a word, and they let me through without batting an eye.
May 9, 2025 at 5:24 PM
Someone on my train today was selling copies of their self-published time travel novel, which I have to admit must be the most novel subway solicitation I’ve come across.
April 11, 2025 at 5:43 PM
I know this is small potatoes in the overall context of our collapsing economy, but I was startled to see that postage stamps will soon cost 78 cents. That's, like, 30 cents more than the last time I thought about the price of stamps. (Still using leftover forever stamps from our 2017 wedding...)
April 11, 2025 at 3:55 PM
Proud to share that yesterday, April 8, I put away all my Christmas decorations for the year.
April 9, 2025 at 7:47 PM
What an exciting day in America! We're all* so proud that our longest Senate floor speech record is no longer held by a white supremacist and sexual predator protesting civil rights!

*like, half of us
April 2, 2025 at 1:20 AM
Things have gotten so dire that I, someone who does not remember the last time I was in a movie theater, have actually purchased tickets to see The Encampments this weekend.
March 27, 2025 at 3:10 PM
The people running our government are shamelessly defending leaking a law-breaking group chat about a sensitive military operation, so maybe the rest of us can give up cringing with mortification over that one time we were so awkward that most likely no one else remembers or ever thinks about.
March 27, 2025 at 6:43 AM
A bird just pooped on me for the second time in a week. After a lifetime of never being pooped on by birds, this feels like a very unfortunate moment in history for my luck on this issue to tern.
Over the span of 28 hours this weekend, a bird pooped on one of my arms, and I burned my other arm on the oven door, so you can go ahead and pat yourself on the back for your superior arm-caretaking skills.
March 22, 2025 at 6:44 PM
I walked through Central Park this afternoon to savor the start of spring, and not only did I see my first daffodil of the season — my first thousand daffodils of the season — but I unexpectedly happened across a single cherry blossom tree already in bloom beside the Great Lawn.
March 22, 2025 at 3:09 AM
My mom always says the reason I can’t carry a tune is because I wasn’t exposed to music enough in my early childhood, and it only occurred to me yesterday that maybe I experience music the way people experience a second language learned too late in life to achieve native fluency.
March 21, 2025 at 8:49 PM
You can't erase us from history by erasing us from the history books.
March 20, 2025 at 2:14 AM
More and more, I've come to the belief that most of life's happiness is in the smallest, most mundane moments of everyday pleasure. Splashing cold water on my face, imagining it's fresh from a mountain stream. Making tea using my favorite mug and my favorite spoon. The feel of sunshine on my skin.
March 18, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Over the span of 28 hours this weekend, a bird pooped on one of my arms, and I burned my other arm on the oven door, so you can go ahead and pat yourself on the back for your superior arm-caretaking skills.
March 17, 2025 at 7:43 PM
Yesterday, I attended my first event with NYC Nature Drawing Club at Brooklyn Botanic Garden. Drawn by the siren call of a profusion of crocuses, I sat outside on an overcast mid-40s afternoon, painting until my fingers grew stiff from the cold, before retreating to the warmth of the conservatory.
March 16, 2025 at 3:23 PM
I started crocheting one year ago today. Last week, I finished the cardigan I’ve been working on all winter, the first garment I’ve ever made for myself, complete with a matching miniature for my hot water bottle cat.
March 16, 2025 at 12:12 AM
Every day, I swing wildly between trying my best to ignore everything happening in the world and wondering how everyone else can possibly ignore everything happening in the world.
March 15, 2025 at 2:47 PM
I can't believe that I, a nobody, have to explain to the Minority Leader of the U.S. Senate that if Trump actually wants a bill to fail, he has a literal chamber full of Republican Senators who will happily vote however he wants them to vote.
March 14, 2025 at 3:43 PM
Reposted by Connie
Chuck Schumer is a call to action not a name
March 14, 2025 at 2:04 AM