Winter: December -

Music: "Winter" by Vivaldi

I've been teaching myself French. I met someone from France and walked across the Brooklyn Bridge with her. She had a camera. I had the flu. It was 30 degrees.

The coldest day so far had a wind chill of 4 degrees! For some reason I didn't mind it too much.

So it's been about 8 months. I don't know where I'm going or what I'm going to be, but I'm sure I'll blunder myself into success. Unwittingly back myself into genius.

The rest of my posts will be more specific. I had a lot of catching up to get to the present day. Sadly, despite my usual semi-phenomenal memory there is very little I remember of my life the last 8 months. Almost as if I've been trying to block it out. Work is a new thing for me. Uses up much of my time. It's very monotonous. I don't use an ounce of my ability. I was hired because I was another human being. It is therefore worthy of forgetting.

I hope to have an apartment soon. My next posts will detail my apartment search and coffee shop searches and anything else that may occur.

'til next time!