Got back home from the city like a half hour ago. I was on this sorta mission for Richie. I had to drop a package off for him. I didn't really plan on going into the city but I did it as a favor for him. Plus he gave me train fare and some extra cash. I also had to wait at his office in the city to let some people in. They never showed up but I got the chance to email and chat with Ricky a little while I was there.

I had this urge to shop. I had a few extra dollars. I've cut back spending drastically. And I weep everytime I have to part with a dollar. Old habits die hard though and shopping is deeply embedded. I found myself wandering in an Old Navy nearby. Surprisingly though .... I didn't really feel like buying anything. They had new sleep bottoms though and I got one. I also got a few tees that were on sale and a full-zip hooded sweat that was for like 7 bucks. I stood at checkout and let the shopping fix rush over me. Like a crackwhore shooting up in an abandoned building ... I was happy.

I could've stayed in the city longer if I wanted. I mean ... there was no big rush for me to get home. The weather was pretty nice too. I just ... didn't feel like it. I got back to Grand Central and missed one train as it left the station. For some reason ... there's always something cool about running around at Grand Central. Its always busy. There are always tourists snapping pictures. Anyway ... I was lucky and caught a train like a few minutes after. And ... here I am.