This summer (if you can even call it that) has been wild. So wild that I invent excursions and errand running itineraries that cross town back and forth and range from UWS to LES daily. The time I would normally spend thinking and writing I now devote to riding mass transit with all the crazies in NYC, jamming my ear buds deeper into my ears and trying to read despite the stench of B.O. and the noise of loud, rude assholes. So thank you, MTA, for making sure I don't have time to digest how entirely crazy my life has become. Without you, I'd lose my mind.
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Sunday, July 26, 2009
my love affair with the mta
This summer (if you can even call it that) has been wild. So wild that I invent excursions and errand running itineraries that cross town back and forth and range from UWS to LES daily. The time I would normally spend thinking and writing I now devote to riding mass transit with all the crazies in NYC, jamming my ear buds deeper into my ears and trying to read despite the stench of B.O. and the noise of loud, rude assholes. So thank you, MTA, for making sure I don't have time to digest how entirely crazy my life has become. Without you, I'd lose my mind.
