You.

One of the greatest things about living in New York 

is that you can be with yourself wheneeeeever you want.

You can (always) run and hide and be with ONLY YOU for a while.

I mean sure, you will still be surrounded by thousands of people a day, but thats just physically. 

It is very refreshing to be able to "do you" as much as you could possibly want to. 

Freedom to THINK for a little while. Just you and your brain.

 (I think we spend wayyyy too much time during the day, and our lives, listening to other people's bs and problems that have nothing to do with us...can I get an amen?)

 To add to my current "do-ing me" phenomena, I have the extra advantage of just moving to a new city. Here, I am an outsider for a little while, observing how things work, and still seeing the big details.

  The greatest thing something new has to offer.

 And to be in New York...of all places to explore.

New York is the prime metaphor of America. People act fucking crazy because all Americans are fucking crazy. (I mean we've been the rebels since day one...always doing "our thing") 

 Freedom breeds some crazy.

 Throw in all of the Americans that run away from the backwoods craziness to be their own, personal crazy...and you've got yourself New York. You want crazy? We've got your crazy.

All this being said, New York is the place to explore.

Just wanted a moment to chat. Back to my own world. I'll see you if I want to! New Yorrrrrrkkkkk.

-MDB

Favorite songs from today's walk. 

Hall Full.

The shower water was not of high pressure and was warm for 30 second increments. Problems number one two and three. 

My showers are my solace. 

They wake me up. They keep me rolling. They are necessary on all accounts. 

Especially in a city that is so dirty. 

A layer of grime (that I will call soot, to continue my disillusion of how dirty this city can actually be) covers you like a blanket. 

But not to be alarmed! 

After 6 days of no hot water, whatsoever, I was clearly hard-lessened into appreciating what little hot water I had prior. 

My hot water shut off three days into my move to Brooklyn.  Surprisingly enough, I waited patiently. 

Six days and one shower later...
(guilty) I have hot, steaming water that flows as fast as the nile. 

Thank you repair man, Gil. 

Moral of the story: One day you're bathing with the Pharaohs, the other, you're thirsty with the thieves. LOL I've had a drink. But be thankful children. Let the Nile flow and be thankful for everything-especially something as fortunate as constant hot, clean water. 

The second moral (yes, there are two) is that the universe delivers. 
I didn't falter in optimism when I found out my shower water was lukewarm and my winter showers ahead will be taken in the pain of absolute freezing. The universe took what I had and tested me even more. No shower during the first week in a city where I am meeting people to make an impression? Awesome...but what's a kid to do?

I didn't take the bait. 

SO...hot water for everyone! Ask and receive...but be patient. 

Everything always comes at the right moment anyway. 
Ends speech. 

Beginners Luck

Finally settled in. I'm starting to like this place. 

Everywhere a view. 

Parks within reach. 

Finding the hidden food gems.

Friends are always in town. 

There is always something to do with these friends. 

You never know where you'll end up. 

 Or what time you'll end up. 

But on days off you can sleep in and brunch and beverages are available accordingly. 

And work isn't always bad. 

I mean, your feet hurt. 

And work is...work. 

But work is life and 

life is to be lived. 

Can I get an amen?

-MDB