new york is grey today. it seems like summer just decided to drop off
the face of the earth without saying a proper goodbye. It is always hard
for me to accept the lack of light that is going to happen discretely from
now till sometime in March/April.
all the lights are on in my space this morning, my coffee is hot and I am
procrastinating in a beautiful head space, not in any seriousness but in
a "my god i need two more hours". I was jarred awake from a dream about
my grandmother and another family friend who passed away when i was at
home this summer. I have been dreaming of the elderly a lot recently. I guess
age is on my mind.
I have been alone for the last six days at first it felt odd, like I would go crazy but on the third day it began to feel really good. I need space and solitude and just when I think maybe I am the opposite type of personality mornings like these say other wise. The opening at A.I.R went really well, I guess it isn't the type of environment but I really loved it, seeing so many people come to see art, talk, get drunk, smile, support each other. It was all about the love, and even though i didn't get to see much, today I go back and will take the time to see it all.
I guess this morning I feel good. I haven't felt good in a long time. I have this really ambitious list for the weekend which includes:
I. finishing my website (ha)!
II. see some shows
I know most of these wont happen but I refuse to treat NYC the way I did last year. I'll embrace her with love, she is culturally unique, unlike any other place on earth. So much beauty and resilience, especially today.
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