Park Slope, BROOKLYN...again, on the 26th...

I spent time at Stacie's apartment in Park Slope today...two years to the DAY that I first spent time at her apt...painting. July 26, 2004 was the first time I ever really went to Park Slope, and it began a period where I went there a lot. It began a period when I went to BROOKLYN a lot. Exploring, mainly. Wandering. Before today, the last I'd been to Park Slope was Dec. 26. ONLY I would know all these details off the top of my head. But isn't that strange? There's 365 days in a year, yet it's 7 months exactly since my last visit, and 2 years exactly in between my 2 times spent at length in Stacie's apartment. The symmetry of it delights me. Oh, and today was the first time I brought my bike on a NYC subway. Just another pointless little fact. It was fun.