August 2012
4 posts
“ It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York.
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I was supposed to be having the time of my life.
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Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself. I just bumped from my hotel to work and to parties and from parties to my hotel and back to work like a numb trolleybus. I guess I should...
a summer, four years ago
i just realized, the summer four years ago bore such striking resemblance to the one i am having now.
the heat of the olympics, dark knight, the start of something new… last time it was college, this time my full time job… and new(-ish) people in my life. even the people are strikingly similar.
anticipation - yes, hopefully not the same let down.
lets hope for the best. x
this is one of the days when alcohol does absolutely nothing for you - and you hate everything you see.
