Monday, July 07, 2008

I feel sorry for my downstairs neighbors

I hope they don't hear me stumbling around at 3 a.m. when my knees wake up screaming and I can't sleep. Of course, when I was hypomanic and inviting strangers over for raucous sex at 3 a.m., I wasn't this considerate. But that's in the fairly distant past. And of course, NYC apartment turnover being what it is, those neighbors are long gone. Fortunately.
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