Anesthesia

135 Minutes of Commute: Happiness - Dead Prez

Yo, it’s a beautiful day, and everybody’s feelin’ wonderful

The ladies is out, lookin’ fly, dressed comfortable

I love to wake up, and feel the breeze through my window

Slip on a fatigues, grab a dutch and roll some indo

It be days like these, that make life so much easier

Fish thawin’ out, guinness stout in the freezer

Walk the block at my leisure (my leisure)

Summertime is like a anesthesia

85 degrees today, the kelly-green grass cushioned my towel as I hovered above the Hudson, sky-scrapers glittered in the bright sunshine across the way, my book lay forgotten by my side, and 100-feet away a large fountain served as occasional refreshment for Kat and me; my new favorite spot to chill on a sunny day: a park built on a pier in Hoboken. If only I had guinness draft on hand...