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okay so i lost my shoe to the rain on the way to the train and had to crawl back for it in front of god and everyone. that's just the open. that's not even the episode.

it's summer, it's a sweaty 95, the girlies are out here with our coochies out, and you sent me everything that should be illegal about a nyc summer. the backpack man who clears a whole train car with one turn. the rooftop dj with a fog machine and FOUR songs who thinks he's headlining coachella. the garbage soup with steam coming off it. a 9-hour "beach day" that was 7 hours of the A train and one sunburn stripe (we'd do it again, obviously). the mystery drip from the AC unit that lands on your tongue and ends your whole life. the girl reclining on the subway pole like it's lumbar support (you absolute villain).

also a real one — a night-shift nurse sad about a summer thing she "wasn't supposed" to catch feelings for. and me, derailing for ten minutes about my $50 amazon fan (changed my life, not sponsored, will die on this hill) and how my 8-month-old maine coon is going to be my 401k.

it's a hang. group therapy with no AC. all girlies, every walk of nyc life, same suffering.

full-time feeler, part-time hater. send your crimes to ihearyoubabepod@gmail.com 🍋

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