I LOVE YOU BUT YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT

In New York you can drink beer in ancient sawdusty bars, you can find cupcakes of all kinds, you can appreciate the humor in people getting electrocuted onstage, you can go through another interview and--upon finishing--immediately forget about it, you can see an off-duty clown get his morning coffee, you can feel crummy when the bus driver is rude to foreigners with sad eyes, you can ride the subway and wonder "is this what it might be like next year?", and you can still see Orion's belt.