ruins (3)
Originally uploaded by madabandon.
Yesterday was one of those days: I did not leave my place (except to walk Mabel). I considered going out to do some errands in Manhattan, but never got up the energy. I worked at home, several things at once, "multi-tasking," something I have always done even before the term was invented. Why didn't I go out? Agoraphobia? Depression? I think it was a little of both. One of the reasons I love the country so much is that there is not any pressure to "go out." Sometimes I wonder why I live in this city if I have so many days like yesterday, when I have no desire to see people, to walk down a crowded street, interact with strangers. But in the country it would be far too easy for me to become some kind of scary hermit with a long beard and twigs in his hair.
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Weird, on Monday I ran into three different people I know on the street, which almost never happens. More often it's walking down the crowded street with strangers. Just before I ran into the first person, I passed a man with a dog (on Montague Street) and even though it wasn't Mabel, I thought how strange it would be to run into you (or her, because I think I'd recognize her first), and then I looked up and right in front of me was my former co-worker.
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