No More Complaining...

so yesterday was super hot, temperatures hit up to the mid-90s, air conditioners were on full blast, there were warnings to stay cool to prevent heatstroke, etc. even at 1am when i walked down one block from my apt, it felt as if i was walking in a sauna.

but on my way home, i decided that i will no longer complain about the muggy, sticky, oppressive new york summer heat. i will accept it for what it is, take it as it comes. i'll just have to deal with it.... sticky armpits and all.

but one thing that i won't be able to stop complaining, griping, and groaning about is the revolting stench and nauseating odor that sits and lingers in manhattan during these summer months. it is truly sickening. the musty, stale air mixed with urine, garbage, feces, sweat and potchouli invades the city and encapsulates it in a dense bubble that reeks of a hundred monkeys' asses.