The only living boy in New York
Two weekends ago, I read in the park. I had just come from the ICP, and had planned on going to the MoMA Queens when I realized the trains were a mess. I was to meet Yuki at the Met at five, and so to kill time, I read by the boat pond. And took a few pictures. Daylight savings time seems to make even the morning feel like late afternoon. . .

It's beautiful again today, though the temperatures have dropped, and I have a lot of work to catch up on. So I post this picture as my window to the outside world. Bonus points if you can name the singer and the album from which the title of this post is taken.