I went to a house in the Hamptons.
It was beautiful and there was a whole wall of windows to sit and watch the ocean.
There were surfers in the water.
It was beautiful, like I said.
I had to get up early to go on the trip.
When I got there I had to assemble a crib.
I want to forget about the whole thing, but it is hard.
I try not to get worked up about money and status and social class.
But when you are standing in a house worth more than you will ever make in your entire lifetime...
and it is just the "beach" house...
Anyways, I am back in Brooklyn now and I am just trying to forget about it.
be god, tomorrow is Friday!