Back from a solid week out in the country, Sunday to Sunday.
Walking across town on 23rd Street yesterday afternoon I got a good mainline injection of that Rat City high, face after face appearing in front of you and then gone only to be replaced by another life, another universe, another stranger pushing his way through the world.
And then last night out with friends at a Thai restaurant in the neighborhood, all very artsy/Manhattan/chic.
But I'll tell you. A week out in the quiet, a week seeing maybe one other human a day.
Half of me some days is ready to jump ship and swim to the shore of America.
We're listening to the great Iggy Pop this morning at the Museum. For a free two day pass to the Poconos, what kind of eyes are extolled on the second track of Brick by Brick?
1. Faraway Eyes
2. Wild Devil Eyes
3. Angel Eyes
4. Main Street Eyes
5. The Eyes of Laura Mars?
Winners get to run in the woods, losers get stuck on the subway.