2 beautiful women fluent in New York english and Swedish, Cafe Mogador 101 St. Marks Pl
beautiful face makes me think of California sunshine here in New York City
Ya never know what you might find on Karen's tables in front of Love Saves the Day, 2nd Ave and 7th Street, East Village
I know it is July 4th and a time to celebrate but the stress got to me and I found my self at the bar at Noho Star indulging in a hot fudge sundae topped with a fortune cookie which said avoid unnecessary conflict. Mom could not get "it" that moving is traumatic and I have no blinds, haven't unpacked, and attempted to micro manage me to the point where I patiently took here back to the train station so she could return home.
The stress of moving after all these years, and the traumatic events leading up to it, the news about a bad boy getting Karma served big time as in doing time and lost mega mega millions proves in time what goes around comes around but looking back over a decade I have changed. I don't believe redemption is in his future where a decade ago I thought there was hope.
Haven't been sleeping well...feel very upset today. The stress of moving really got to me and with a new development how ever small -- it seems with all of them it was a rush job and lots of little problems which is another unpleasant part to deal with along with getting the rest of my art delivered Monday and wondering where to put it all along with finding someone to build shelves, a place to hang towels, rungs for the closet, waiting for the blinds to be delivered and installed....stressing....
I have an American Flag from the WTC site from a crane opera. He gave it to coming up from the pit and told me it was on his crane that day.
I have the American Flag by my bed.
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