revel in your moth holes,
it's a WHO DO YOU WANT TO PUNCH afternoon!

i want to punch the snobbish apple store in soho for selling only Little of Use and Mostly Foolish Items, and the girl on the train whose overbearing Victorian hair was much too near me. because of her I concluded that hipsters are really ugly people who attach so many things to themselves that one can't tell.

i miss my partner in crime.

other than all that, i feel wonderful. it is a beautiful day in crown heights, the sidewalk trash and stray cats are bathed in golden sunlight, the weeds are growing up green in the vacant lot, and there is ice cream melting on the stoop.