…but at least
there are still
LOBSTER ROLLS!!!! Also the world might be ending. We saw the prophesy written in the night sky. Then we came back to New York. And the world was still here. For now.
Eat dessert first, yall.
Just in case.

Sometimes it happens that you jump in a car heading North.
And then you get out of the car.
And bam! you’re in Maine.
And it’s very far away from where you were.
And that feels great.
And the sky is so blue and the lighthouse is so lighthousey that everybody wants to be there. Including people from even farther away. And also, the mailman.
But it’s OK, because if you were to wonder where your mail was, and if you needed to wait outside the post office for the mailman to return from the lighthouse, you could always sit on the stylish pink chairs and think about how Winslow Homer painted this landscape. And so did Andrew Wyeth.

It’s 8:30 on a Saturday night and I’m in the utterly empty floor of the financial district building in which my studio is located. Outside, the city is all small lights and faint sirens. Inside, I’ve scrawled all over the whiteboard walls with different colored markers – structures, set-lists for the play-with-songs that Tippett and I are working on. Given the fact that this entire floor is mine (due to the fact that EVERYBODY ELSE in this city has a oh-my-god-so-fun-and-glamorous life, and I clearly do not), I’m playing the music in various orders, re-orders, re-re-orders, eating cookies, and singing at the top of my lungs.

SO EMPTY!!!

From MacDowell to Williamstown to Juilliard to the West Village. Stop stalking me, Posner! But actually, don’t stop. As Miley says, “We can’t stop, we won’t stop.”

“If you could give one piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?”
“Try your best to deal with life without medicating yourself.”
“You mean drugs?”
“I mean drugs, food, shopping, money, whatever. I ain’t judging anybody, either. I was hooked on heroin for years. But now I’ve learned that every feeling will pass if you give it time. And if you learn to deal with your feelings, they’ll pass by faster each time. So don’t rush to cover them up, or you’re never gonna learn.”

From: Humans of New York

They can’t kick us out once we’re on the wall…. right?