Out of Power

It feels like this is the summer of doom. Power is out all over the place, the trains are a mess, the weather is biblical. What is going on? Well, first of all, there are just too many people and New York is bursting at the seams. You can see it in the frustration that is oozing from the sidewalk. People have less and less respect for each other. Especially in the increasingly infrequent trains. People are packed in like styrofoam peanuts. Problem is, we aren't nearly as pliable. Or soft. And we're sweaty, smelly, tired, and angry.

I went into Duane Reade tonight. It is usually freezing cold with AC. Tonight they had the door open and no AC. If it was on, it was on the lowest setting. Sign of the times, baby. Sign of the times.