I have lots of little things that I want to say, and none would be able to make it's way to a full entry... so I made a list.
1. If I time my morning commute right, I can watch the sunrise over the delaware river when the EL goes up to Spring Garden. The row homes are silouhetted in black against the bright oranges and purples of the morning sky. It's enough to make North Philadelphia and even New Jersey look beautiful.
2. A BNL song popped into my head for the first time in ages on Friday night. "Oh alcohol, would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I use something else."
3. The amount of grading i have to do might make my head explode.
4. Three cops were shot in Philadelphia last week in three different situations. One passed away, the other two are recovering. It's a tragedy, and slightly unnerving that criminals are now fine with shooting law enforcement. It makes me mad though that it took these three shootings for people to begin getting worried about the crime in the city. Since January 1st, 2007 to October 18th, 2007 there were 318 murders. And in the past week, they have just now figured out that Philly has a problem? Oh the town I love so much...
5. I wish I remembered all the things I wanted to say when I started writing...
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It used to be that with every new shooting, my parents tried to convince me I didn't "really" want to live in Philly.
Now, they've given up and are just hoping I don't set up shop in the worst neighborhood I can find.
But yeah, Philly's going to hell. And yet we still love it? I think that's how co-dependent alcohollic relationships endure. "I know you have a problem, but I will love you anyway. Here, have a drink." We all have co-dependent relationships with Philadelphia.
Move to the suburbs. It's better.
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