And boy it's making people lose their minds. I awoke on Tuesday to the blood-boiling-banshee screams of a neighbor. I thought she was being stabbed but quickly came to understand that it was a lovers' tiff. Imagine every swear word you know peppered with "AREN'T WE HAVING FUN NOW?" I didn't think it sounded like fun but kept my own mouth closed. Lucky for me, she eventually sobbed herself to sleep...
And yesterday I ran smack into the middle of two women fist fighting outside of Whole Foods, one of whom had a baby waiting for her in a stroller...
Instead of spitting words or throwing punches, Keith and I are headed out tomorrow to enjoy the moon's fullness in Montauk.
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