Living The Life : Rollin

"Rollin Rollin Rollin aint slept in weeks...." That's how my favorite song at the moment starts out. Its probably my favorite song because that's how I feel right now. I'm settled into my summer internship at a certain legal entity in NYC and let me make one thing clear: THERE IS NOTHING SWEET ABOUT NYC. Not sweet meaning cool because undoubtedly NYC is a cool city but sweet meaning easy. You can perfect your grind here, cultivate your hustle. The overcrowded subways, pungent odor of trash on the streets and imagery of mankind in constant motion. The one way to piss off a New Yorker is to impede his progress. This leads me to think maybe that's what I can take from my experience here: never let anyone impede my progress. I'm a midwest cat myself but hustle means the same thing in every city, coast, neighborhood. People always say take a bite out of the "Big Apple". Those people have never been here because the Big Apple would son Edward Cullen. I'm getting used to it though and if you see me in the midwest when I get back: Get the Fuck out my way...
-Debonoir