bang- a box falls off the back of a truck.
7:38 AM. Its the day after we changed the clocks for daylight savings time. Or the clocks changed themselves. My eyes peel open to see the grey Brooklyn light lathering the new blinds I installed last night. They are straight enough.
More noises come from the street. I made it. I am here.
My floor has a weird bend in it, but the light wood is soft and clean.
mhh- my back didn't find the soft spot on the rubber inflatable bed last night.
Uhh what do I got to do today? Mail some pictures to an editor- Open that Teller book I got in the mail a week ago.
How cold is it?
44 degrees. No 43. Not bad. Last night was 30 something. I had to run home with my take out french toast so It wouldn't freeze in the 10 minute walk.
--Gotta take a shit- thanks espresso.
Monday, November 8, 2010
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