Ohh! Sometimes I really love the life of the freelancer. Hopping into new and old favorite cafes, getting into as much cold weather as I can tolerate before ducking indoors, and doing the work I want. Deep down, I have a feeling this is how I'm really supposed to live.
In other news, I'm really taking chances out here without a hood on. It is still winter after all and a mini blizzard just broke out. While I knew before I left the house that there was a possibility for snow, I've also pretty much stopped believing the weather reports. Beyond checking to see what exactly the temperature is, I've made a habit of assuming the timing of snow, rain, or other Nor'easters is only semi accurate. So, for that reason I almost messed up my eye make-up trying to walk down a windy street with snowflakes making the direct contact with my eyeballs, and all the teary-eyed-ness that came along with that mishap.
In other news, nothing truly unbelievable has been happening on the trains these days.. Odd. Although, wait, I take that back. There was a man on the train earlier wearing a ski mask (aka balaclava - vocab word of the day!) with the design of a skeleton's face on it. Ugggh, sir, violation! That was frightening. He walked toward the doors of the car and proceeded to stand in front of another guy who was on his phone and looking down. I was about 80% sure I was going to hear a scream when he finally looked up from his device, but shockingly, there was nothing. Maybe his heartbeat raced for a second, or maybe he was so totally absorbed in his own screen that he didn't really notice the dude at all?? I don't know, but I was alarmed and then just annoyed, probably enough for the both of us.
In other news, I'm really taking chances out here without a hood on. It is still winter after all and a mini blizzard just broke out. While I knew before I left the house that there was a possibility for snow, I've also pretty much stopped believing the weather reports. Beyond checking to see what exactly the temperature is, I've made a habit of assuming the timing of snow, rain, or other Nor'easters is only semi accurate. So, for that reason I almost messed up my eye make-up trying to walk down a windy street with snowflakes making the direct contact with my eyeballs, and all the teary-eyed-ness that came along with that mishap.
In other news, nothing truly unbelievable has been happening on the trains these days.. Odd. Although, wait, I take that back. There was a man on the train earlier wearing a ski mask (aka balaclava - vocab word of the day!) with the design of a skeleton's face on it. Ugggh, sir, violation! That was frightening. He walked toward the doors of the car and proceeded to stand in front of another guy who was on his phone and looking down. I was about 80% sure I was going to hear a scream when he finally looked up from his device, but shockingly, there was nothing. Maybe his heartbeat raced for a second, or maybe he was so totally absorbed in his own screen that he didn't really notice the dude at all?? I don't know, but I was alarmed and then just annoyed, probably enough for the both of us.
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| Ski mask for jerks.... smh!! |
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