Oh it's a long while, from May to December

and the days grow short when you reach September.

I can't say I'm happy about going to Manhattan today, I'd rather sit on my stoop in Brooklyn. Maybe have a 40 of Colt for old times' sake. The weather is pretty perfect. But it's an ugly date. I think about it and most people that shared that traumatic experience aren't in Brooklyn anymore..I miss 'em a lil.

Anyways, the new Fall weather feels wonderful and the staleness of summer is over..but it also brings up the impending doom of winter. LOOOOOONG winter, where I have to wear coats to concerts and layers and layers. And then let's not even TALK right now of the holiday season. UGH. Bleugh.

Oh, the days trickle down to a precious few.