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it's a dark and dreary day today. i am enjoying it.
i think when it comes down to it, i prefer a cloudier sky with no humidity, and a little bit of grey. sure, i love bright and sunny days just as much as the next person. but my personality warrants dreary weather i suppose.
i rode my mother's bike today for the first time. it made me terribly sad and longing for new york. there is nothing like riding a bike through new york city listening to your favorite song. and the way i can go from the hudson river down to dumbo and back again to the east village, then all the way up to central park in no time is so exhilarating. truly the best way to see the city.
this weather is also instigating a lot of memories that have been missed. my very sick puppy we got in july. leaving new york in october. my father selling my favorite old car without telling me earlier this year.
it's all in the past. i just can't help but miss these things.
i think when it comes down to it, i prefer a cloudier sky with no humidity, and a little bit of grey. sure, i love bright and sunny days just as much as the next person. but my personality warrants dreary weather i suppose.
i rode my mother's bike today for the first time. it made me terribly sad and longing for new york. there is nothing like riding a bike through new york city listening to your favorite song. and the way i can go from the hudson river down to dumbo and back again to the east village, then all the way up to central park in no time is so exhilarating. truly the best way to see the city.
this weather is also instigating a lot of memories that have been missed. my very sick puppy we got in july. leaving new york in october. my father selling my favorite old car without telling me earlier this year.
it's all in the past. i just can't help but miss these things.
our trooper.
my blindingly pale legs in my old neighborhood in the village.
he loved that stuffed porcupine. broke our hearts.
biking in central park in the summer.
my best friend and my beautiful old bedroom in the village. miss that light.
my neighborhood at dusk.
top of the MET in the summer time. we'll always have the met.
a walk through my neighborhood.
all the times i complained about public transportation, i am so sorry new york. i'm now stuck with a car that HATES me. i would trade it for those smelly old trains any day.
jack, i love you so much. i'm so sorry we couldn't afford to give you a better life. it kills me. i hope you are healthy now, and growing with a good family. we loved you so much. i'm so sorry.
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