5.5 miles on Roosevelt Island… Creepy town…

Let me just say that Roosevelt Island is the creepiest place on earth.  I’ve never had so many old men in wheel chairs hit on me while smoking pot.  I actually don’t know what to make of it…

Side Note: Here’s what I’ve learned about he power of habit.  If you maintain something for long enough it becomes part of you… You start to miss it when its not there.  It’s actually so simple… So why is it so hard to do with certain things?  Why is running so easy for me? I think it’s because of the fact that I don’t need anyone or anything but myself to get results.  I see results within an hour and it requires no one but me.  I wish work was the same…

Zoey you’re so frekin cute… you were pretending to swim in the bathtub today…  You also busted into hysterics when I brushed your teeth this morning.  Your SIX half teeth.  You couldn’t stop laughing… cute bug.

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