clouds and light and thats about it
im working on setting up releases that come out in october, and preparing reps and labels for releases that drop in september, and im worrying about school at the end of august and bracing myself for my day off tomorrow. ive been checking up on albums that came out in july and confirming plans for the concert on thursday. stressing over deadlines that have passed and deadlines coming up. trying to avoid that black hole in the calender because i cant afford to lose a day.
but outside the people of park slope have a slow stroll. meandering down the street with no sense of urgency. mobbing without hurry. a group of friends saunter towards 7th avenue laughing at some joke i didnt hear. a woman stops and leans against a tree and smiles into her cell phone. two men talk in front of a stoop that isnt theirs, their hands moving wildly, an animated discussion. two mothers, one with a baby in a stroller, the other with a tyke circling her knees, pause while walking and one points up to the sky and they stare for a minute, shielding their eyes from the sun, then continue on, a look of slight confusion worn on their faces, but otherwise unmoved. what was it they saw? i guess i hardly care. its like they have all the time in the world.
i dont know how they do it.