escaping slavery

no work today or tomorrow! i'm sitting in bed, sipping a delicious coffee with cream and weeds, and preparing for a bike ride / photo project. i'm a bit scared to bike through red hook on my own since i may get lost (michelle generally led in my other trips). but on a bike, you can make up for a wrong turn much easier. i love bike riding. it is so freeing. when i'm walking, i'm constantly aware of the effort and pain. my foot has improved but that whole side is messed up. every step, i just want to sit down. like an old person. and i'm aware of my womanly weight and how i look to others while walking. so a bike is way better. i put the weed in my coffee because last night i started to really contemplate the way resin builds up in my old hitter, and to consider that the same thing is happening to my lungs. and how stupid can you be, if you want to sing on recordings, to mess with your throat and lungs? i'm down to like three cigarettes a day, and i can't do anything more with that right now. tonight i am going to mark's house to work on musical things. this summer i'm hoping to focus on music since hunter college isn't offering a course that i can take, with my work schedule. anyways, maybe i should go to coney island today, instead?