2:30 am.
amazing how an early night here is a late night anywhere else. this is the city that never sleeps, and all i want to do is go to bed. i guess it's a 'when in rome' situation - because i'm not a stitch tired, though i just got home. and this, again, can be filed under 'early nights'.
of late they've all been, well, late.
and good, of course. and random, of course. the thing about this town (and yes, that is how i apparently start every one of my rambles) is that you end up having these moments, these experiences, that you'd only have with close friends elsewhere. but here, you share with strangers, and have fun doing it. wednesday i had drinks and fancy sushi and sake and more with a good friend and his friends. not so random, but still full of meet and greet and eat and sweet.
thursday was thanksgiving, which emptied out the town proper. it was dead quiet on the streets that normally hop and bop till forever. everyone was at home gobbling and i suppose, thanking themselves and each other for love and life and good in these rather bad times. or something as cliche. at any rate, it was quiet quiet quiet when my 2 new friends chester & pasha came over for orphan turkey-day drinks. we headed to schillers, all twinkly and touristy, for thanksgiving dinner, which was full of laughs and yes, turkey. after, we hit tile bar, where the bartender mixed us hot apple cider and maker's mark. delicious / deceptively strong. if i had to give thanks for anything later, it was that the bar was 2 blocks from my house.
and now it's early sunday morning. i had a fairly uneventful evening - first a pint at beauty bar, where they serve pints and manicures. because, you know, in a city of a million bars, every one needs its own schtick. after, we hit zabloski's in williamsburg for a friend's birthday. again, funny how these nights work. i went out to meet one friend. he introduced me to 3 others. he went home, and i took the 3 others with me. and so, another night of experiences with strangers. which again, is refreshing. and i know - refreshing might just be the most insincere sounding word in the word-o-sphere, but hey. i am not supposed to be articulate this late. just know that i am in awe of the everyday here. of how strange and different and defining it all is. how 2 months in, i know i've changed. except of course, i still speak in cliches.
good to see that some things stay the same.
amazing how an early night here is a late night anywhere else. this is the city that never sleeps, and all i want to do is go to bed. i guess it's a 'when in rome' situation - because i'm not a stitch tired, though i just got home. and this, again, can be filed under 'early nights'.
of late they've all been, well, late.
and good, of course. and random, of course. the thing about this town (and yes, that is how i apparently start every one of my rambles) is that you end up having these moments, these experiences, that you'd only have with close friends elsewhere. but here, you share with strangers, and have fun doing it. wednesday i had drinks and fancy sushi and sake and more with a good friend and his friends. not so random, but still full of meet and greet and eat and sweet.
thursday was thanksgiving, which emptied out the town proper. it was dead quiet on the streets that normally hop and bop till forever. everyone was at home gobbling and i suppose, thanking themselves and each other for love and life and good in these rather bad times. or something as cliche. at any rate, it was quiet quiet quiet when my 2 new friends chester & pasha came over for orphan turkey-day drinks. we headed to schillers, all twinkly and touristy, for thanksgiving dinner, which was full of laughs and yes, turkey. after, we hit tile bar, where the bartender mixed us hot apple cider and maker's mark. delicious / deceptively strong. if i had to give thanks for anything later, it was that the bar was 2 blocks from my house.
and now it's early sunday morning. i had a fairly uneventful evening - first a pint at beauty bar, where they serve pints and manicures. because, you know, in a city of a million bars, every one needs its own schtick. after, we hit zabloski's in williamsburg for a friend's birthday. again, funny how these nights work. i went out to meet one friend. he introduced me to 3 others. he went home, and i took the 3 others with me. and so, another night of experiences with strangers. which again, is refreshing. and i know - refreshing might just be the most insincere sounding word in the word-o-sphere, but hey. i am not supposed to be articulate this late. just know that i am in awe of the everyday here. of how strange and different and defining it all is. how 2 months in, i know i've changed. except of course, i still speak in cliches.
good to see that some things stay the same.
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