Tonight I totally ran a red light right in front of a cop, and s/he didn't come after me. It's the little things.
Park in Nara, Japan, 2008
I'm going down to West 4th Street, you can take the A Train. You're leaving the country, and we're never gonna see you again.
I wish I was mad.
I'm just too late.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Cold Champagne
Labels:
cops,
Gratitude,
In the Heights,
Japan,
luck
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