Atossa Abrahamian

Atossa — born in Canada, raised in Switzerland, schooled in NYC — is a journalist and writer, penning essays for The New Inquiry and Op-Eds for Al Jazeera. She was living in Paris when she gave this interview, where she wrote speeches and worked as a freelance translator.

Blankness and Blankets

I find sleeping in to be a Sisyphean task. So on weekends I usually wake up at six or seven (regardless of when i went to sleep) and force myself to go back to sleep for an hour. Then I’ll go back to sleep again, learn that it’s barely eight, and concentrate very hard on blankness and blankets. I keep my eyes very much shut because seeing things makes me think, and thinking stops me from sleeping.Sunday mornings are, more often than not, an exercise in getting my brain to shut up.

 

Blankness and Blankets

I find sleeping in to be a Sisyphean task. So on weekends I usually wake up at six or seven (regardless of when i went to sleep) and force myself to go back to sleep for an hour. Then I’ll go back to sleep again, learn that it’s barely eight, and concentrate very hard on blankness and blankets. I keep my eyes very much shut because seeing things makes me think, and thinking stops me from sleeping.Sunday mornings are, more often than not, an exercise in getting my brain to shut up.

Dinner related

No, I’m not recovering on Sunday morning, unless I got a little too adventurous with the dinner menu the night before (this has happened more than once).

For instance? 

There was one incident with bone marrow that was particularly scarring. Then another time we got shirred eggs with cream and foie gras. Come to think of it, foie gras is a repeat offender.

Bear Food 

Since I wake up super early with the appetite of a small bear, I always eat breakfast in even if I’m going out for brunch later. It’s always some combination of fruits and nuts — bananas and nut butter, apples and almonds, you know, bear food. When I go out in France, I order an omelette, in America I get French toast.

Cafe? 

I ended a long and abusive relationship with coffee about a year ago. Now I drink green tea by the bucket.

Stay in and Skype 

There’s an organic market on Boulevard Raspail that I like to go to on Sundays. Most other shops here are closed. Since moving to France, I’ve also spent several hours talking on Skype with my boyfriend (he’s in New York) while I cook or bake. It’s a really nice way to spend an afternoon.

Hitting the Books 

I make a dent in whatever I happen to be reading that week. I save magazines for my commute, though, so it’s always a book.

I’ve also had a lot of visitors, so many of my Sundays are spent walking around the city or looking at art. I go to lots of movies, too. There are over a dozen theatres within walking distance of my flat.

Some of Atossa's reporting on the "Mom" value here.