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Tomorrow, I will wake up at 5:15am. Then, I will clothe myself in my new shortsleeved button-up shirt and black pants. I then will dawdle, perhaps eat, pack some reading materials, and leave my house by 6:15am. By 6:30am, I will be clocked in at the Greenwich Terrace Cafe as their one and only bagel cart girl. For the following three hours, I will sit behind my very own bagel cart and wait for business. As I wait, I will read a some of Sting's autobiography, and maybe some more of Everything is Illuminated. I have a feeling that I'll enjoy myself.
p.s.- I'm sorry for being anti-social. I've been busy with things I don't want to be busy with, and everything is just a little off right now. I thought that I may have needed a little more quiet contemplation, and I probably did and still do. But now I feel too alone. I've realized that I've been going out in public alot completely on my own. Today, I felt like everyone was staring at me. I felt weird for being without a crowd, or even a single person. I don't know that being alone really bothers me, but it bothers me that it seems to bother people. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is... call me tomorrow- before night. I want to come out and play.
p.s.- I'm sorry for being anti-social. I've been busy with things I don't want to be busy with, and everything is just a little off right now. I thought that I may have needed a little more quiet contemplation, and I probably did and still do. But now I feel too alone. I've realized that I've been going out in public alot completely on my own. Today, I felt like everyone was staring at me. I felt weird for being without a crowd, or even a single person. I don't know that being alone really bothers me, but it bothers me that it seems to bother people. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is... call me tomorrow- before night. I want to come out and play.