I am writing this post on the BlackBerry, while waiting for the next train to take us to NYC.
I take a NJ transit train from Montclair almost every day. Lately, the fates of transportation have been conspiring with other forces trying to bring me down. Our train has limped into Newark Broad Street and we have been waiting here for almost an hour for a new train.
So, I offer some advice when looking for a place to live: when the real estate agent says, “It’s just a quick 20 minute train ride to the city,” make sure you ask a local.
The good news is, I have finished the journal and have just completed an article in the NY Times about Alzheimer’s. I think I may be losing my mind.
Happy Wednesday that feels like a Monday.
