Back to Work

I’ve been writing all morning, so yay! How long has it been since I could do that during the week?? Felt great!!

There’s a fire on the Harlem River Bridge right now. I wanted to go up to the roof to see if I could see the smoke. I probably can’t, but I didn’t go up because I’ve stopped feeding the pigeons and I can’t face them. If I go up there they’re going to flock around me thinking I’m about to put down food. Oh god. My heart is breaking a little. Why oh why can’t I be rich? Or a little less poor?

I’m sure this sign is a scam. It’s got to be an advertisement for a new store or something.