Day 151: Not An Emergency

This is what it looked like on 7th Avenue today when our building was briefly evacuated and cordoned off for a suspicious package. I mean, you kind of can't tell at all. People don't really pay attention to police tape.

Demoted myself a lane at swim practice tonight in order to successfully complete the workout. I need like 5-6 more swims like today to break the funk. And then I hope having the water back helps break the general funk.

Day 150: Urban Jungle

Day 149: Try It Again

Went out last night. Had a blast.

Day 148: Confinement

Do you detect the theme?

It's summer, which is almost everyone's favorite season. Not mine. Too much sweating and sticky misery. I'm more of an autumn person myself. I put my fans up today and need to get a small air conditioner for the bedroom so I can sleep this year.

I'm in a struggle right now to remember how to be alone and like it. I was getting awfully good at it around this time last year.

Day 147: The Wide Open

This is in the Harlem Art Park, on E 120th St and Lexington. Astonishingly big, quiet and empty.

Day 146: A New Leaf

I suppose at some point I should take a picture of how I feel. Not there yet.

Day 145: Old Broadway

Day 144: El Mundo

Day 143: Cleaner

Light fixture in the room I spent most of the evening in, cleaning it.

Day 142: Heading Back

Sunset view from my train heading back east.

It amazes me how a trip to my hometown for six days, four of them in the woods, is so much more overwhelming and disorienting than any of my foreign travel.