LAST GASP: A Moment of Gratitude

I am beat. TOTALLY beat. Some days the “community blog” I own and operate owns and operates me. This was one such day. A day when I was (albeit proverbially) pulling my hair out in frustration and asking myself “Why the hell do I do this?” Repeatedly.

Thus having not one— but two ladies– stop me on the street today and thank me for writing New York Shitty felt good. What’s more, when I get kind words from a bona fide environmental/Greenpoint badass like Irene Klementowicz…

well, I not only feel honored but am reminded of the many wonderful and amazing people whose shoes I— and other “noobs”/”youngsters”— have to fill here.

Thanks for the reality check/gratitude ladies! It is greatly appreciated (if more than a little intimidating).