It's the second week of August. Nothing good happens in the second week of August. No matter who you are - rich or poor, smart or hot, happy as a clam or a sad sack wasp trap, the malaise of August is inescapable. I can't seem to pay attention to things or people this week. Particularly strangers. They recede into the background to become one big organism. We both co-exist indifferent to each other and indistinguishable from inanimate objects. The other day, a man on a random street in SoHo said, "Excuse me," as I walked by eagerly to get a cup of coffee that I hoped would dull the August malaise. Before he could complete his utterance, I said, "Sorry no," and sped on like the roadrunner escaping the coyote. He spoke over me to complete his request, "Could you take a picture of me." I saw an emotion that can only be described as pure and utter rejection come across his face when I said no. I walked on as if I had no control over where I was going. Meep meep. By the time I realized what I had done, I had walked too many paces to recourse my action.
How Much a Bagel Cost
How Much a Bagel Cost
How Much a Bagel Cost
It's the second week of August. Nothing good happens in the second week of August. No matter who you are - rich or poor, smart or hot, happy as a clam or a sad sack wasp trap, the malaise of August is inescapable. I can't seem to pay attention to things or people this week. Particularly strangers. They recede into the background to become one big organism. We both co-exist indifferent to each other and indistinguishable from inanimate objects. The other day, a man on a random street in SoHo said, "Excuse me," as I walked by eagerly to get a cup of coffee that I hoped would dull the August malaise. Before he could complete his utterance, I said, "Sorry no," and sped on like the roadrunner escaping the coyote. He spoke over me to complete his request, "Could you take a picture of me." I saw an emotion that can only be described as pure and utter rejection come across his face when I said no. I walked on as if I had no control over where I was going. Meep meep. By the time I realized what I had done, I had walked too many paces to recourse my action.