The day after my last entry, went to see if she was still there – a number of readers and friends sent me several ideas how to help. But she wasn’t there. Checked again the next day and night and then once more two days later.
Suppose I’ll try again this week.
I’m not sure this isn’t a good thing. Cause in my head, someone else helped her out. Maybe some family came? One can only hope.
Life’s hard enough without your people, poison, and pad.
Went for a long walk on Saturday. Part of it was cause I had some work to do in my area, the other part is that I just like to clear my head.
Something about stress simultaneously compresses and elongates time.
For example, I remember that during my last really bad breakup (holy cow, six years ago) that the minutes dragged on like hours and at the end of each day, I thought: Well, made it through another one.
On the other hand, deadlines for work at that time seemed to spring up from nowhere and I’d scramble to get things done.
There’s something about a long walk that evens it all out, if only for just a little bit.
When I was dating a lot, I remember taking the long walk home after a date or a night out. Always said I’d tell you what that was someday.
If I was downtown, it was usually in the LES so that meant walking from the lower east side across either Houston to Canal to catch my ride home. If I was uptown, that usually meant walking from midtown to home.
And when my insomnia was at it’s worst, I’d do the latter in reverse, just to see the bright lights.
Yeah, there’s something about a long walk that evens it all out, if only for just a little bit.
BTW, regular post on on Wednesday but on Friday, I’m thinking of posting a page – especially for men – on how to put up a good dating profile page on Match et al…
Location: the past weekend, all over the UWS
Music: Hold on cause the world will turn if you’re ready or not