D is for Destitute
August 30, 2007 3:09 pm
I am officially homeless in New York – well until next week when I move into my new apartment in the Financial District. Thanks to the kindness of friends I have a place to stay this evening, then in the morning I am headed up to Provincetown for the interim days prior to moving into the new place. What better way to bridge the stress of moving that resting at the beach for a few days 
Am hopping the train from New York to Boston in the morning, followed by a fast ferry from there and I will be in Cape Cod. Not sure exactly what to expect, but with some friends from work also staying over it will be a nice time I am sure.
Apart from that, just trying to get in a few enjoyable days of summer while they last. Headed out to Fire Island last week, which was relaxing as well amidst the drinkies, beach and lots of sleeping in until midday – must have be the salt air
What the hell does that mean? Well, lets see, it means finding a balance between neurosis and self-assurance. The neurosis is a preemptive reaction to an innate fear of failure, in effect a defense mechanism to failure. Better to say you are allergic to foie gras than to acknowledge that you are getting old and that your system can no longer cope with the richness, or cope with the social anathema of not conforming to liberal animal welfare concerns. I like foie gras by the way, even though I am a liberal and have a delicate system haha. Self-assurance stems from the need to belong, which even in an impersonal city like this really is the crux of survival. Self-assurance ensures you have and keep friends, as well as ensuring your ego isn’t crushed to distinction if you spend a night in a bar and don’t talk to anyone. Maybe these things are at the center of all western cultures, just a little more pronounced in New York.
