Photo-Illustration: Marylu Herrera
In this week’s story, a woman FaceTimes a poly couple, flirts with a fertility doctor, and gets the feels at an art gallery: 24, single, New York.
DAY ONE
8:10 a.m. Only ten minutes late for work. That’s not bad. I’m a medical assistant at a fertility clinic. At some point I’m going to go to nursing school, but it sounds like so much work and I’m already working too hard, in my opinion.
10:30 a.m. I’m in a mood today, so I’m annoyed listening to the doctors talk to moms — new moms, future moms, hopefully future moms — about all the mom stuff. I’m…