Cafe Orlin is opened at the crack of dawn and they have internet access so I can attempt to upload photos. Still sleep deprived and stressed, so I skipped showering, tossed on my thrift shop Theory shirt and home made shorts to eat breakfast outside in the East Village.Still adjusting to my new home and by the time I move in and adjust I am afraid I will have to leave because I can't take the noise and other issues. My home is brand spanking new and guess what...there is no place to hang your towels, toilet paper, no shelves etc. so that is what I mean by the time I get it together....It is not half as bad as the East Village but I may just need quiet.
The people are the warmest and it is joyful and beyond to constantly feel the warmth, say hello to people.. It seems like there was a storm and I am one of many that landed here -- close enough to almost be but isn't EV. The police kept ticketing some buddies and now they are right down the street from my new home.
I also stopped socializing and I am going to my first party in a long time. Suite 303 invited me to a motorcycle, music festival a bike builder is throwing in Brooklyn. It is an 8 hour party that starts in the afternoon so I can go! I usually want to go to bed when most people start their evening of partying.
ps Despite exhaustion I was able to donate blood and I always think I am dieing, feeling perpetual stress, acid throat burn but my blood pressure was 106 over 60 and heart rate 64 and that was stressed but stressed after living away from the city (taking a temporary break for the first time last 25 years with out ever leaving)....being away WAS GREAT FOR MY HEALTH.
Being here has been hard on my health and even now as I type I have a pain in my chest but I love this city. This photo doesn't show you the NYC urban bags under my eyes....
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