I think I am allergic to something my roommate brought into the room because I woke up for the second morning in a row sneezing. I hope I can get used to whatever it is because I really like her and would hate to have to switch roommates or rooms.
Fall is coming to the Berkshires and I am feeling a little melancholy about the change of seasons. The leaves are starting to change and despite the fact that I don't like the heat I feel like summer in the Berkshires is all too brief. Residents say the fall is glorious but I wonder if it will be as short as the summer. I think there must be six months of winter in the mountains and I miss the longer lingering four seasons of NYC. Though there are really only three, you smell the garbage, the garbage doesn't smell so bad (my favorite season) and the garbage is frozen.
What do I miss about NYC these days:
my friends (Nate in particular)
public transportation
having everything closeby (directly related to the above)
bagels
the energy
What I don"t miss:
the noise
the dirt (my skin stays so much cleaner here!)
the arrogant and neurotic you are forced to interact with when out in public
rude sales people
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