Intention

So- I know, that I'm halfway done with this... but to be frank yet cliche- better late than never, right? Just what I said. I rather enjoy the fact that I decide to start this up today, the day where I have done absolutely nothing. Really, nothing. Yesterday however, was a different story...which is probably why I did little to nothing today.


(alphabet city)

Last night, I went to the Nyorican Poets Cafe and, it was absolutely mindblowingly, inspirationally, amazing. I've been working on this one poem for about a year now, and I've been looking for anything I can do to it to really make it stand. Although I'm working with one of my writing teachers on edits on the literal page, I now know exactly how I want to read it. I don't believe I've actually really felt poetry before, but by god it was the stuff that true art was made of last night. But talking about this is pointless- you'd need to see it for yourself. Unfortunately in the lovely suburbs...you can't.


I'd like to change that- but we'll see how far that goes...Bohemia in Suburbia is a rare portal.


(a few suitemates and a night in the projects)

Also, yesterday I went to lunch in the UN (extremely limited to the public), took a tour of the UN, and had a lesson in biblical codes over a cell phone with a Rabbi (no really, it was genuinely interesting).

Thursday, I had the Number 1 pizza in the city, and crossed the brooklyn bridge as the sun went down.


So, yesterday and thursday were to put it mildly: spectacular.
Today: I walked four blocks before realizing I had crossed several streets without even looking at the light (or both ways for that matter) Lets hear it for assimilation!