The Twilight

(Originally Sept 1 2005)

That's what early Thursdays are because tonight I go do therapy. So all day, until I take the A-train to the George Washington Bridge, I will have a butterfly colony trying to do something productive in my belly.

What I should be doing is washing my clothes, cleaning my apartment (which includes the dishes in the sink), and studying for the Real Estate school test. But what I prolly will do is play City of Heroes until the last hour and then dash in a mad rush to the train.

See, this is why I want to stop. I only feel good about being a therapist on the way back home.

Oh, and another thing--has NYC forgotten about the George Washington Bridge Bus Terminal? Forgotten that it's a gate to the most wealthy county in New Jersey? The 42nd Street Port Authority Bus Terminal has had so much renovation and work done! They need to throw ol' Geo a bone. But the real reason is terribly obvious. The location is in El Barrio. You can buy shaved ice cones across the block from the station. Salsa and 12 different spanish dialects fill the air. But get a clue, gov! Two blocks north, some of the city's most expensive apartment complexes exist up there, overlooking the Hudson. Some of the most beautiful stairstep streets are up there. Instead, the 175th St A-train stop looks like a scene from Beneath "The Planet Of The Apes". I'm not feeling it.