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May 25, 2008
Albany is deserted on Sundays. In the late afternoon you can take a walk downtown and not see another living soul on the street or sidewalk.

I am alone. Ordinarily this would be a good chance for examining architectural details on the beautiful old brownstones in my neighborhood, but in my current state of mind it's just depressing and creepy.

As I walk under the darkened windows of apartment buildings and past the empty park, can you blame me for wondering if the veil had lifted while I was taking a nap and I somehow missed a cosmically crucial event?