Um -1 degrees??

I live along the East River. I'm a 30 second walk from Avenue C even though I always tell everyone 20th & 1st. It's nice to walk along the river, cry along the river as I did one day for 45 minutes (because after a stressful summer of interviews, I didn't see my life going anywhere) and see the sun rise and watch as Greenpoint shines under the its warm glow. This is all well and good.... in the Summer.

I wish I didn't live along the East River right now. I had me a lil babysitting gig on the UWS (Upper Best Side, as I like to say, even though I think the LES is waaaaaaaaaay better, New Yorkers die for the CPW addy) and yeah it was cold, but maybe all that money in pocket fueled my walk 4 blocks and an avenue to 86th. After my unneeded 25 minute wait for the L at 12am; I found myself attacked by the wind. For 6 blocks and 2 avenues over from 14th and 1st I thought my face was being rudely chipped off with an ice pick. My eyes watered so much I couldn't see. My fingers, although in my cute beige New York Co. gloves, were about to snap off and my ears? Oh my ears. They could have been weapons depending on how you broke them off.

Earth I love you and I'm glad to be on the only planet that has life (possibly) but really... the wind? on top of the cold? Is that necessary?

I hate you wind.

-the cold nakedbuppie