Something

So the past few days have been hectic. I'm not going to go into it though. The point is that I can breathe again.
"Something" by the Beatles is beautiful and I can't wait for snow and the holidays even though all of Manhattan turns more and more into Times Square the closer it gets to Christmas. It's still gorgeous, and if you're like me and not too much of a political activist, I suggest looking past the corporate-ness of it all for a second. I recommend going to the highest floor of Filene's Basement in Union Square and looking out the window during a snowfall. Something about the holidays in Manhattan reminds me of old New York, not old New York as in crack heads and junkies, but really old New York. And everybody looks so cute and equally vulnerable in their big coats and red running noses, slipping in the snow. And there tends to be a sort of understanding in the air, even though I'm sure there are plenty of evil people fighting in stores over the last Wii or whatever, from up there looking down it can be imagined that there is understanding and peace and happiness just for a second.
I get too sentimental about the holidays.
Anyways, I am back to my old good self, productive, though now I suppose this is procrastination, though it's not really, I view this as productive as well. It's quite necessary, for me.
Back to "real" work though I must go!