morning walk

i wasn't really feeling up to a big night out, which is what we all planned saturday night. after much prodding from the boy, i was like, ok, i'll go out for a drink and come home early. i'll just take the car to make it easy. cut to 2am outside the eagle and my trying to convince daniel that i am sober enough to drive home. yeah, i ended crashing at his place that night...

but josh needed the car in the morning, so the alarm went of at 8. as i walked the mile back to the car, the snow was falling in big, light flakes. everything was covered in a blanket of white. no one was up. it was amazing to see the city so quiet. i felt like i had the whole place all to my self. i walked from one edge of the south end to the other, passing many of my favorite cafes, bars and eateries while they were having their sunday morning lie in. i was sad when i reached the car.

when i used to crash in brooklyn all those years ago, i would get up at 7 am to take the subway back. before the churchgoers, before the nurses, it was just me and the waking city. i had that feeling all over again this morning. except this time, it was me in the car, the memorial drive bridge and a handful of hard core runners in the snow.

(of course when i had to go back across the bridge 3 hours later, all that serenity was gone, and it was bumper to bumper the whole way... ce la vie)