Spent the day juggling my time between Union Square and Brooklyn. So many errands, leaves so little time for writing during the day. I guess, I'm lucky that I'm a night owl. Anyways, when I was in Union Square today the sight of the Virgin store just made me mopey miss mopes. Came home, grabbed the laptop, that book and those blueberries and all seems right with the world again. Especially after I watched this. Such a reminder that one man's horrible job is another man's dream job. So good.
