10:30am
Top of the ‘morn, folks! Happy Fri-yay! Chris is hogging the bathroom doing who knows what so I’m just passing idle time by setting up intentions for today.
Goals:
- eat healthier / take a break from pizza / McDonalds
- watch Buena Vista Social Club on Broadway tonight!
- dancing tonight / LeBaine rooftop bar?
- NYC Library
- continue brainstorming poem about New York
- check out Google campus, test badge
- therapy 12-1pm
Damn, Chris be taking a while in there. The opposite for a NY minute. Let me holler.
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Sippin’ on my Blank Street matcha latte– today’s flavor is WHITE CHOCOLATE. Mm, mm, so good! I’m just gonna try to be grateful– present today and not obsess so much about staying sober– it will happen effortlessly with God’s will. Easy does it, just relax! Kinda hard to with all these cars whizzing by and honking obnoxiously… HOLY SHITE there’s a man being carried away in a stretcher. I’ve never seen that happen in real life. There was no sheet over him so I don’t think he was dead… but yeah, just your average New York morning, no big deal! Okay gonna do some reading before therapy, talk soon!
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1:28pm
Zoe thinks I should leave New York. Too tempting, actually torturous at times, to resist alcohol cravings. She thinks the bubble is where I need to be right now. I just… feel like I don’t really wanna be here. AA ruined carefree alcohol-laden fun for me. This is a good thing, I must remind myself. And I definitely needed to get away from all the fucking testosterone in the Bay. No, I’m gonna stay in New York for the whole trip and figure a way to handle my cravings in a healthy way.
I see a couple swallowing each others’ tongues across from me… lol. Her hands were clasped passively on her lap as he kissed her… a gesture that seemed insensitive. Lol. At least put a hand on his thigh or something, amirite? Show that you care? Nah, I’m just being picky and petty and jealous. Let me turn to Plath for some comfort.
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