I haven’t been getting enough sleep. It’s my own fault. I’ve been taking 2 or 3am baths and doing late-night cooking. I’m some sort of zombie in reverse, preparing to segue into the realm of undead. My nights are running into my mornings. Cast members from last night’s dream perch on my bed and watch me straighten my hair. It’s my own fault.
Subway MapSubway Philosophy is about New York, culture, sex, publishing, memories, alcohol, or a combination of the above. Originally taken from drunken musings on the subway, it has evolved into something extraordinarily similar to most young blogs: which is to say, redundant, romantic, and woefully introspective.
Current Subway ReadingWhite Teeth