Okay, kids, this is the part of the movie where the protagonist goes to the school to get a lot of work done and move the plot along.
Fact: work is not working for me. It is compromising my ability to:
Fact: I can’t afford to be without work, so in that sense it is the highest priority in my life. At the same time, it is absolutely not something I feel the need to do and it is potentially damaging to the real priorities in my life. This is problematic. I think my ‘pay my way’ ethic needs rethinking for next year.
I’m not ready for another week to start. Time is fucking flying and I must arrest it.
For some reason, the west side trains are narrower and smaller than all the other subway trains in New York.
I think I like them smaller.
Tunnel time. More on the flipside.