My, my... where do the days go? I waited so long for the warm weather to return, and now that it's here, it doesn't feel right. Part of me still thinks it's winter. I walk out of the Port Authority every day expecting icy blasts of wind to be rushing down 8th ave. I reach for my scarf before realizing that bitch named winter is in hibernation. My pal spring opted out this year and gave up all weather duties to summer, sans a few wonderful days last week. Summer's no bitch, but he can often be a son of a bitch when he wants to. Especially on days in which I'm not allowed to enjoy his company in a leisurely way. I digress. The point I'm making is that I rarely know what time it is. What day of the week it is... and that my brain can simultaneously believe that February seemed like yesterday and ages ago. The weeks seem to fly by after the fact, but when I'm stuck in them they feel endless. I rarely sleep. I often drink. I do lots of work during the day but probably couldn't recite what I'd done with my day come night time. Someday, I hope to catch up on sleep. Someday I'd like to take it easy and not drink as much. Someday I'd like this routine to feel normal and comfortable.. rather than temporary and miserable.
I actually had a blast this weekend. I thought I was taking cool pictures with my cell phone at the Mitsuko / Ergs! / Arcade Academy, etc. show on Saturday night.. but they turned out to be drunkenly stupid. You can see them here:
www.flickr.com/photos/christophermatthew/
Cheers.
Monday, June 20, 2005
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