early morning sentiments..

so it's 7.23am here in NYC and i am cold and under-dressed, jetlagged and hungry. tried to go buy a chocolate croissant from my neighborhood bakery but it's no longer in business. forgot to check weather.com before i boarded the plane.. just assumed that since it's summer already i can just bring some summer clothes--wrong: a few months away from home and i forgot how capricious the weather can be in NY. and when i finally settled for a more inferior croissant 2 doors down, i once again remembered how everything is double the portion and half the taste.damnit!

being jetlagged is always interesting cos u wake up so damn early, hungry and ready to take on the world. but by mid afternoon you are tired and ready to give up. i woke up at 5.48am today. i never understood why i can never stay on this kind of sleep schedule, and how i always recover from jetlag right into the sleeping at 2am thing in 6 days. and it's always 6 days.

i can understand why people hate/love nyc. for me, nyc just bulldozes ahead, with or without u.and you always alternate between sinking and swimming, like an earthworm never really knowing whether u are going up or down.nowhere else in the world can u experience such euphoric disillusion.

and my new phone is not turning on..why why why..?