So, I realized something weird about me today.
Whenever something happens in New York City (terrorism, blackouts, whatever), my first thoughts are how it would be written into an episode of “Sex and the City”. I don’t even particularly care for the show all that much. I watch it with the gals occasionally but I hardly ever think about until there is a disaster.
I was listening to NPR on the way to meet Alex and Stephanie at the Grit. They were discussing the blackout but all I am thinking is whether Carrie would have gone to sleep on the sidewalk or maybe up on her roof. It’s not like I don’t know real people in NYC, my first thoughts should be of Kristin and I think of her next, but Carrie usually comes first. I found it odd.
