you know that feeling
I used to post about what seems like ages ago, about seeing the city skyline across from my lonely corner of brooklyn and wanting to conquer it? I feel like I have now. sitting on my roof, in my pijamas, feeling the breeze and looking out over all the orange-yellow lights, I can say to myself in a satisfied way "yeah, I went out there, and I wreaked havok, and I sufficiently fucked shit up." now I'm going to quit writing about it before I jinx it.
cheers.
cheers.