Jan 01, 2008 20:14
There is a homeless man who rides the R train and makes the entire car smell like... death. I have encountered him three times during my stay here, spread out over the last four months. Today he was asleep, and I wondered to myself what happens to him when the train hits the end of the line? If one doesn't get out of the car, does he get dragged off to some subway graveyard?
I have one more week of sublet left in this apartment. I'm slowly moving my things into Jared's place outside Park Slope, Brooklyn, where I will be staying until Christina and I find a slightly more permanent home. I've been in New York for five months and one week now, and I haven't become completely homeless or starved yet. I'd say I'm doing okay.
Happy New Years, everyone.