The reins of life. Hard to grip but always evading. So comfy and easy is the path of least resistance. It’s not our choice to be resistant to this. Our genes are calling the shots

Counting 10 25. Ouch. Kinda a pricy car ride for pleasure by myself. But for a girl my long term mind disappears.
I get into the car. “Park slope” we ride.
Car service just threw up.
Can’t make this shit up.

I’m back to pacing in front of the car service place.
Driver is now shaking somewhat violent.
And now he is squeaking his chair.

The little time I spent with a shirt on was Inside-out today…. In public.

Life is life. Movies are movies.

The day iconic. Not the old type but evolution dictates it be so.

My adventures in Ny are one of a kind.

I completed so many great things today! 3 invoices, verify PayPal, checked on incoming monitor and got it shipped. Locked down a job Wednesday, rental tomorrow, rental Friday, organized 4 meetings, with web guy, client, and Yoshi my boy.

Waking up was fantastic too.

It’s a brand new day. Reheated emotions. Better than cold leftovers

That smile will be the new end of me. Or new beginning.

Either way the adventure is greater that the destination. What a wild lovely place Bedford is.

I wonder how Manic Pixie is living. I can get over it. But I prefer to carry it gracefully. A broken organ.

Feeling like I work to much to get so little.

Today I have loose limbs for contact. I hope to avoid the innocent.

“Those things”can put a smile on my face.

Then

Pain. Anger, sadness. At least it’s new. at least there is burning man.

Sometimes I think “real” love only exist for those who lose it.

I love NY. A live concert on my way home.