One of the best and worst things about living alone in a small apartment in the city: It’s incredibly boring. That’s the worst thing because of obvious reasons, but it is one of the best things because it forces you to go out and do something. This morning after walking down to 17th Street to drop off the footage from the shoot yesterday, I meandered down to the park and watched a turtle. The sun felt good, but to be honest, the turtle got a little boring after a while. It was nice to just go out and take a stroll. For whatever reason, it seems easier to do here than it did at my old place.
I was wondering why in the world there was cheering going on, but oh yeah, Super Bowl.