Time to breath, please.

Oh my - I am such a blog slacker. Sorry to those who check regularly for the lack of updates. I am much too busy for my own good these days. I have been working a lot and between that, taking care of Kitty, practicing, and having a little fun in the mix I don't have much time for anything else! I have also been getting a little worn down with the city and the business lately. I long for one of those relaxing days I had last year that included some shopping, sweets, and coffee. I don't see many of those anymore! Seems I either have nothing going on or I am running around like a crazy person.
Speaking of crazy people... I have been thinking lately that I should start posting stories about crazy people I come across in the city. This is really such a unique place that you can see something absolutely bizarre at any given moment. Depending on your mood this could be completely annoying or quite funny. Sometimes things get so ridiculous that when I take a step back I realize how funny they are. One example: the people who, on a totally sardine-like packed train, demand their own personal space. Last week, during morning rush hour, this man (who was actually able to enjoy one of the coveted seats!) started yelling at these two women who were standing (practically) overtop of him. (The trains get VERY crowded in the morning.) Anyway, this gentleman informs the women that they are invading his space and not allowing him to sleep because their newspapers are too close to him. Umm....what kind of princess gets extra space to sleep during rush hour??? The women were intellectual and did not scream back at him, but let him know that his demands were absurd. The kicker for me was when the man told them to move away because "this is America". Now what in the world does America have to do with anything? Besides, I have news for people who think that New York is the definition of America. It's not. If you want your space, move out of the city and buy a car.
Most loony incidents that I could write about happen in the subway. You get all sorts in there. The other half probably happen in my workplace. Maybe I will share some of those on another day. So many crazies...so little time.