It feels like a lifetime and a half since I last blogged. I need to stop doing the sporadic posting thing and get on with writing REGULARLY.
I'm back in New York. Oh, wait, you didn't know I had gone somewhere? For the last two weeks, I have been in Washington, DC, prepping for and then attending a hearing for one of my cases. The last two weeks have been insane. You know it' s a bad thing when your body gets used to sleeping just 3 hours a night and anything more just seems luxurious and unnecessary! I learnt a lot during the experience -- not all good lessons, but still, lessons, nonetheless.
I'm back in New York. I'm in reassess mode. Well, I tend to over-analyze all the time anyway, but as the year draws to an end, and with this mega case over, I find myself . . . wondering. The usual questions: do I resume going to the gym or accept my present state, (2) do I ask for more work or do I just lay low for a while (I know, this betrays my workaholic nature), (3) do I want to do what I am doing and for how long, (4) where do I want to live, (5) should I invest in the present apartment (rented) and buy some more furniture . . .
Questions, questions.
The goal now is to chill a bit. Take it EASY.
To that end, I went this evening for a long walk, wandering the streets of the West Village, looking at gorgeous brownstones, and peeping through windows for glimpes (jealous ones) into the lifestyles of those who can afford to live in these places. So lovely. Fall is here, certainly, and the weather was fantastic today.
I should have more interesting posts, not least b/c I have concerts and plays coming up. And, yes, I will start reading again. And, hopefully, blogging more.
So, apologies for this mundane post but at least: I AM BACK.
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4 comments:
great hallo welcome back etc.
and the more you lust after brownstones the more likely you are to stay with the soul-sucking firm.
This is totally the problem, Ant. As I ogled the residences of the rich, I realized that (1) not only do I need to stay at the soul-sucking firm forever but (2) I need to get into a profession that earns even more money. HA! Suggestions? Nothing to do w/ engineering, please.
love the brownstones in the west village. but everytime i look at them i wonder how someone can afford them! and then i convince myself that no one needs that much space in nyc. the city itself is big enough.
upscale gigolo.
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