Anyone need a crappy apartment on Riverside Drive?

 I've got one.  It's kind of a wreck and there aren't any good memories there.  I can't remember one.  I feel like the place is chained to my neck and I'll never be free.  The apartment and the time I wasted there are crushing me. 

I'm sick of my old home and I need to get rid of it.

I used to host groups of people there.  They weren't friends.  They just wanted food or whatever.  

The furniture is stuffy and stupid, and I made a bunch of design decisions that no one other than me liked. I can throw all that shit out.  It won't be in your way.

Actually, my ex-wife made most of those decisions herself, in the end.  She didn't listen very much to me.

I hate the place.  The maintenance is $6000 a month.  Wasted money.  It's just an old building. Pipes break all the time.  A lot of them have been replaced now after leaks.

It has a nice roof deck.  I liked it up there.  I was coop board president when I finally got that project done,

Whew..there are a couple of asshole neighbors there.  Watch out for them.

Here's a memory I like--the apartment is a bit overheated, so it's gloriously warm from October until May when the heat's on.  I loved that.  I felt toasty and safe.  The showers are great.  Places to hide and get clean.

The neighborhood is filled with selfish liberals.  Too many children and parents.  A lot of my neighbors put a lot of time into making sure homeless people are swept off the street every night with the garbage.  They fought against housing homeless people on the upper west side, as if shipping them to Queens every night solved anything. These people are hypocrites.  Move to the Upper East Side with your ilk. At least they admit they vote for Trump over there.  You wouldn't know "revolution" if it hit you in the face,  Move out now.

It's a nice place to run, but I don't do that any more and I don't spend any time in New York. Maybe you do that stuff.  Good for you.

I wish Riverside Drive would just sink into the Hudson River.  Along with all the shitty things that happened in that space.  I think the woman who lived there before me was weird, and the woman who lived there with me was evil.

I'm having nightmares about that place.  They'll probably last until someone takes it off my hands and lets me breathe.