In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous.

I finally got to leave NYC.
Granted it wasn't too far out, but it was far out enough to remind myself that there is other things to do outside of the city.

We got lost a couple of times, but it was the good kind of lost, the kind of lost where you don't mind becuase of the company your with and actually getting to do something.
We drove up to Rockefeller State Park Preserve through a lot of historic upstate New York (Sleepy Hollow was most awesome.)
The Preserve for the most part was empty. We passed a few joggers, but other than that it was eerily quiet. We delved off the path here and there, mostly because I wanted to walk through a large field. We talked a lot about living in the city, and about growing up far away from NYC and the whole transition thing. It's weird being up there in the woods and the lake and then the next minute back waiting for the Q train. It was fun though, a good break. I saw a family of Turkey.

Now I'm working overtime practically every day this month in order to move. I found one place in Bushwick, but after looking at the apartment I decide that I could do a lot better. I mean, considering I live in a Yellow House situation right now, I'm always looking. I can't take living with seven people anymore. How could Jacob and Micah do this?

I made pancakes this morning, so I'm going to see if they were worth it.