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Dream On
I had a dream during the hurricane that I was at home in South Dakota, but I needed to catch a bus to get back to NYC. Transportation was a mess (surely the influence of real life hurricane subway issues), but I knew I needed to get to my bus by a certain time. My mom wasn't being sensitive of the strict bus schedule, and we quickly became frustrated with each other. I had to go! Then my Grandpa Don rolled up in his teal colored golf cart and he said, "Fritz, I want to show you something." We drove into the hay field behind his barn and looked out over the pastoral scene. It began to get dark. I started to get sentimental about having to leave this natural and open environment where my roots are. Then... I don't really know how to explain it, but my grandpa did a trick or a spell or something wizard-y and dream-like and all of a sudden, on top of the rolling Dakota hills, the lights of the New York City skyline started to light up. Lights swept across the sky like a...
Thank You's Giving
What I'm thankful for: a whole slew of friends, near and far, old and new who, despite all reasoning, like me and continue to stick around warm oatmeal on cold mornings that guy at Mr. Melon who gives me extra green juice when he makes too much when people give up their subway seats for people who need them more proving that the world actually hasn't all gone to shit concealer (seriously.) when things don't look like they're going to work out, but then they do the way that my mom and sister let me boss them around clearance sales the feeling I get when I finally complete some stupid miniscule errand Downton Abbey my patient co-workers, trainers, and mentors who answer all of my dumb questions (because some questions really are dumb) when I find the exact word I'm looking to use feeling taken care of dodging bullets (of both literal and figurative variety) that I live in an apartment and neighborhood that is filled with people I love HEALTH INSURAN...
Africa
Today I told the little girl that I was babysitting that I was from South Dakota, but now I live in Brooklyn, like her. She asked, "Where will you go next?" I said, "That's a very good question. Where do you think I should go next?" "Africa," she responded immediately, "so you can see some giraffes and come back tell me about them." I told her that I'd try. At least someone has a game plan for my life.
Every Hurricane Needs a Playlist: This One's For Sandy
1. Hurricane Drunk- Florence + The Machine 2. Shelter From the Storm- Bob Dylan 3. Set Fire to the Rain- Adele 4. Bridge Over Troubled Water- Simon and Garfunkel 5. Candle in the Wind- Elton John 6. Like a Hurricane- Neil Young & Crazy Horse 7. Billie Holiday- Stormy Weather 8. After the Storm- Mumford and Sons 9. Great Rain- John Prine 10. Like a Hurricane- Dave Matthews Band Cover (I saw this live the night before Hurricane Irene hit last August)
My 5-Day Hurrication!
So.. about the hurricane. Via some facebook buzz, I'm feeling a lot of pressure to really deliver on this blog post! Like, a lot of pressure. I must warn you, then, that although a lot of people were really affected by the dangerous storm, I wasn't really. Homes were destroyed and people were killed and let there be no mistake, Hurricane Sandy left a lot of heartbreak and devastation in her path. There's a telethon on NBC right now that you should watch if you want to see tragic footage of the damages that Sandy caused. But.. if you want to read about my 5-day gluttonous and anti-climatic hurrication, then read on! When I learned of the severity of the approaching storm, it was Sunday, the day after my roommates and I threw a Halloween party. I was generally unconcerned about the whole thing. Last year around this time, we had hurricane Irene and all it really did to NYC was rain a lot and postpone a music festival that I had tickets to. Irene was like the storm that crie...