summer in the city

I'm sorting the past two weeks out in my brain, or trying to...

it's been a mash, a seven-layer-dip of awesomeness, mixed with one or two minor glitches and a single terrible accident.

it's hard because i want to love it fully, all of it, but rachel's foot is broken and her dreams are temporarily on hold. and i bore witness to it--she came to new york, and i didn't take care of her. :(

but she is strong and talented at many things and she will succeed because thats her type. positive, and anything's possible for her. there's no two ways of looking at it, though. no way to feel but sad.

we had a blast up until that very moment. brooklyn flea, walking the bridge and the mets game with my sis, shopping and eating and drinking and hitting the beach and gee whiz, your girl even got a little suntan in this city with no pools.

i hung out with a lot of cool people from austin this past week (new to me) and had many adventures. we followed a night at the bar with a cab ride sing-along to man in the mirror and followed that with a legit eighth-grade allnight sleepover with a bottle of patron, egg sandwiches, and a passed-out nurk/jesus with a lampshade on his head. just plain silly fun.

tonight i pack for atlanta and miami. one on one time with the sis, a drive through florida, and spa day at the hotel are things i am looking forward to. soul food with the moms and the trees of atlanta are calling to me as well.

soon this summer will end but for now i am grasping it, holding it close, squeezing it for the awkward extra 3 seconds just so it knows i really mean it.