I’ve cultivated the deepest friendships of my life at the gay bar. I discovered what a gorgeous freak show I am at the gay bar. I first locked eyes with a girl at the gay bar. Gay nightlife has always been the truest home I’ve ever had, because I can be the most myself in her sequin-scaled arms. 5 - there is something that I miss with so much intensity that I actually ache for it: Gay nightlife. If there is one thing this wildly-unexpected quarantine has affirmed for me, it’s how unbelievably magical, inspiring, magnetic, and spirited our goddamn town is! The day we’re set free, I’m going to twirl through the city streets like a glittery psychopath six days off of her psychotropic meds!Īnd while I miss walking and breathing in the oh-so-specific smell of the city - hot dogs and trash and pizza and expired bottles of Chanel No. There is so much I dearly, dearly miss about being out and about in New York City.