Had originally intended to call out today, as I'd anticipated a late nite last nite, and it was. Had tickets for "Sister Act" and it was certainly entertaining. But after those tickets were secured, two happenings convinced me to tough it out: 1) a key member of our skeleton crew would be out, so I'd potentially abandon those close to me, and 2) Rollins is going to be at a bookstore not far from the office at 7. I have Solipsist and 2 CD covers with me. It dawns on me that I might catch him downstairs later, as Tom Morello was there yesterday. That was cool and it became easy to see how you can get swept up in it when someone like that is there leading you on.
So rather than take a day that involves schlepping back here, let's hold on to it for just a bit longer.
That brings me to 33rd Street. Listening to a couple of Avenged Sevenfold tunes I tend to avoid for no reason. I have about half of City Of Evil on my workout playlist and it's getting a bit predictable. I'm a little groggy, as I only had a cup of tea and cereal so far but I'm feeling good. I really lucked out b/c it started to rain as I was getting on the train today and I didn't bring sweatpants but I am fortunate that it's only warm and humid for now.
I changed over to I'm With You again. I'm not angry at all and just want to move and get on with things.
I am really enjoying The Rum Diary. I had only a general idea of its premise but it's engaging b/c I feel like I am reading about myself in another decade and location. I don't know if I could hack it with the conditions and the drinking, it's not so much about that, but it's more the idea of wanting to take flight and the right to live comfortably. Kemp is 30 in the story and working for a foreign, English-language newspaper so I can relate on a demographic level. The dull phenomena of being "comfortably detached" is a succinct way of describing the way I oftentimes feel. I have rare, wonderful moments where the feeling is alien, but five days a week that is a prevalent state of consciousness.
I have moved remarkably fast. I would've made the WSH light but my left lace got tangled. Still, between that and using a men's room. I'm moving quicker than when I take the 813. Maybe the trains come in at the same time now, I couldn't say but I am light and swift.
Hoping to get my picture and autograph after I buy a new book. Looking forward to a good day and some coffee and maybe a run if the weather holds up at 1.
Thank you for reading.
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