It’s snowing here in NYC for the first time in a month. Man, have I been back in NYC a month already? dang. Three more then I’m off to Europe!! Anyway, this is great, the snow I mean. I was about ready to file a complaint with Mother Nature. I was gettin a bit sick of all that cold rain we’ve been having. I even managed to develop an infection that the antibiotics still haven’t quite done away with, even after three weeks. It’s amazing how that happens, barely a single bad health day while I’m abroad, I get back to my own country, and BAM three days bedridden with a fever of 102, three weeks living the life of a zombie on drugs that make my mouth taste bad, and my insides twist into pretzels. But I finished the meds yesterday morning and so far I’m still feeling alright. Not gonna push it, though.
One reason I’m happy to see the snow: it’s pretty. Another: I’ve been trying to organize snowball fights since my junior year of high school (my second to last year), with no success. But I’ve got a promise from a friend that if it sticks he’ll throw snowballs at me! Unfortunately its not sticking yet. I’m going to play ignorant about the fact that after a NYC snow storm, the snow has to melt, and when it melts it leaves behind a slushy mess of oil, urine, cigarette butts, and dog crap. We’ll just pretend that doesn’t happen, and enjoy the beauty of the day. I think it’s time for me to get out of this cozy little box I’m living in and buy a hat; I forgot my hat at my parents’ house in VA, and I’ve been regretting it since.
Oh, one last thing… no need to worry about the chickens, I’m pretty sure they’re safely tucked away in their warm nests somewhere. Maybe they’ve got themselves a nice little studio up the street.
“Hey, I’m at third and eighth, you’d better be ready when I get there!” Those were Iggy’s words. And we had our snowball fight in the middle of the Bowery! We tried to build a snow man, but the snow was too powdery.
Drea