New York is cold
It just took me almost an hour to get home from the Lower East Side, less than 2 miles away. It took friend, who I was with, an hour and a half to get back to Harlem. Fucking weekend trains. We were so pissed she later said she thought about jumping on the track. I thought about smashing things. It's gotta be -20 right now, by the way.
Why do I even leave the house? (Because otherwise I get no reading done.) It is so cosy in here. Okay, I wish I had a bathtub, but when I crank on the gas stove it gets nice and toasty. And it's clean, because I had people over for brunch. And there is leftover bacon in the fridge.
4 comments:
I'm happy as long as it doesn't rain next week.
Please don't rain.
C.
It does look very cosy. I do my very best to never leave the house.
excuse me, can you please direct me to the section of this website that contains the necessary application forms for Facebook friendship consideration? Thank you.
yo - no shout out for the hole I drilled in your tile wall? My blue job spirit feels so unloved! ;)
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