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It’s pouring. A white lab is tied up in front of a Starbucks soaked. I stop to give it a little pet shielding him beneath my umbrella. Another girl stops, looks at me and says,”He’s still here? I went by … Continue reading
Bill Hicks used to tell me that every time I complained about rain. Of course it was more, it’s just fucking water, but it made an impression, so I try not to let it stand in my way. That said, … Continue reading
I’m walking along East 86th Street where the crosstown bus stops. There are four young boys waiting, all wet, from a sudden downpour. If they didn’t have private school insignias stitched on their navy blazers, they could easily pass for … Continue reading
I don’t do well in the cold. These couple of weeks of frigid temperatures have taken their toll. To put mildly…I’VE BEEN FUCKING MISERABLE. Come to think of it, I also pale in heat, rain, snow, hail and sleet. I … Continue reading
It was late Saturday night when the rain pelting on the window sill woke me up. I didn’t mind really since I’ve always loved that sound; reminds me of being little all cozy and safe under soft flannel sheets. I … Continue reading
It was pouring yesterday morning when I woke up. I had worked the day before leaving much too early to be able to run so I really needed some exercise. Rather than running clothes, I donned my ripped jeans, gray … Continue reading