GAH! My feet ache! I’ve been on them pretty much non-stop since I bought my plane ticket to NYC. Getting bills paid, selling things, getting my apartment ready to sublease for ACL Fest, and work work work at my previously part time now pretty much full time job. It’s like 39.9 hours a week. If I can keep this up, for the next four weeks, I’ll have almost $1500 from my job alone, so …. fingers crossed!

At the moment, I’m at my dad’s house because I decided, somewhat last minute, to rent out my apartment for the Austin City Limits Music Festival and found a girl to rent it out to for six days at $450. But that also meant finding a place to leave my cat for the week and leaving my valuables with trustworthy friends. Also sold my bed set to a neighbor whom I’m pretty damn sure is gonna take good care of it, considering he’s called me twice since I said he could buy it from me just to thank me. He’s been profuse with gratitude. :)

Anyway, it’s just been one non-stop week of odds and errands and getting anywhere from two to five hours of sleep a night. It’s the first time in years I’ve naturally woken up before sunrise.

Actually, it’s kinda neat. I sort of already feel like a New Yorker, focused from point A on point B and ain’t nothing gonna get in my way. Not rivers of sweat from biking non-stop or feet feeling like they’re about to walk off without me.

I don’t think right now. I just do. And go.