(no subject)
I have my computer back (with a new empty hard-drive). I have a (completely legal version of) Adobe CS3 Web Premium installed (DreamWeaver, Flash, Photoshop, Illustrator, Fireworks, and others-- thanks to Abby!). I have a new Flash design project to work on. I have a new temporary place to live (complete with two cats). This is where my life stands for now, I guess.
I realized today that I've been surrounded by people non-stop for the last five months. I haven't left New York once! Even in the quietest parts of Central Park there are always other humans within twenty feet of me. I had a sudden painful longing to flee for the weekend, but I'm not sure where I would go (read: can AFFORD to go). I feel like I am at the peak of environmental sensitivity right now. I've become suddenly aware of every person I walk by, every voice I hear, every molecule in every breath of every nose I encounter.
It all started when I saw an old homeless woman on the subway. Her bags were spread out on one of the benches, and her cracked, white heels were hanging out of open shoes. (They looked like disintegrating bones.) She had a hunchback. She was eating crackers with one hand while the other braced her head into an upright position. I felt nauseous. I couldn't wrap my brain around the fact that this woman was existing between men in business suits, women carrying Saks Fifth Avenue shopping bags, and hipster college kids with iPods. Who was she? How did she end up here? No one would look at her, acknowledge her. I felt sick the whole ride home. I had to close my eyes and think about cats and Photoshop.
I'm fully adjusted to New York now. I'm homesick. I'm looking forward to visiting Indiana, but I think I'll be excited to come back here at the end of the week.
Kiss.
I realized today that I've been surrounded by people non-stop for the last five months. I haven't left New York once! Even in the quietest parts of Central Park there are always other humans within twenty feet of me. I had a sudden painful longing to flee for the weekend, but I'm not sure where I would go (read: can AFFORD to go). I feel like I am at the peak of environmental sensitivity right now. I've become suddenly aware of every person I walk by, every voice I hear, every molecule in every breath of every nose I encounter.
It all started when I saw an old homeless woman on the subway. Her bags were spread out on one of the benches, and her cracked, white heels were hanging out of open shoes. (They looked like disintegrating bones.) She had a hunchback. She was eating crackers with one hand while the other braced her head into an upright position. I felt nauseous. I couldn't wrap my brain around the fact that this woman was existing between men in business suits, women carrying Saks Fifth Avenue shopping bags, and hipster college kids with iPods. Who was she? How did she end up here? No one would look at her, acknowledge her. I felt sick the whole ride home. I had to close my eyes and think about cats and Photoshop.
I'm fully adjusted to New York now. I'm homesick. I'm looking forward to visiting Indiana, but I think I'll be excited to come back here at the end of the week.
Kiss.