I dress to express a hoped for solution. 
                              —Mei-mei Berssenbrugge 
 Funny, we had a decent conversation up until 
 that point.  Did I mention having to play care- 
 taker on Tuesday evening?  Too bad he doesn’t 
 remember any of it. 
 He was so cute this morning, though. 
 Financial District    -->   Shopping District 
                     
          -->   Hood   -->   Here 
 I loved the walk.  Then suddenly it dawned 
 on me that I’d like to have a job in arts 
 administration. 
 If I’m looking to the future there’s a finite 
 amount of time.  But he’s a student.  He 
 wasn’t excited to hear from me at all; 
 seemed glum or just sloppy.   I mean 
 sleepy.  I told him that his flat cap 
 induces melancholy.  “It’s blue,” I said, “and now, so are we.”
