The Big Apple

July 10-Day 1: Back to work
Beep bip beep bip, Beep bip beep bip, alarm clocks never ever sound good.
Caught the 2 at Clark St 9:15, emerge at 7th Ave, greeted by the odors of the Big Apple... smoke from smokers outside St. Vincent's hospital, fumes from delivery trucks and cabs passing by...it's hot as hell. Back to the daily grind for a couple
of hours until I had to go pick up Matt. Caught the 3 to Borough Hall, shade walking all the way to the hospital only offered little relief, so hot, took my man home.
Then headed back to the metropolis. No more words to share.

July 11-Day 2: Accounting
Beep bip beep bip, snooze, Beep bip beep bip.
Consumed by numbers most of the day, blogs the rest.
Blog this, blog that... wah wah.
I blog therefore I am?
I say why not just be as "sweet as tea"?