Oh, start like this. Hi, gang. Hi. Should we start the side? We really should. Join us,

please. Big inhale in. And then let out one of those goat screams. I was going to go

for like the Zen exhale, maybe like the following out breath. Sometimes it feels good to scream,

you know, and that's one of the reasons I love living in New York City is you really can

like scream on the on the streets on the street and people will be like, shut up! Yeah,

they'll be like shut up, or they will just like tune you out. Or they'll be like,

who've been there? They've been there. My favorite is the street cry. We're just walking down

the streets of New York City and like waterfalls are coming out of your eyes and it's just so normal.

It's like kind of the best feel like one of the best feelings in the world. Like I had one of those

like a couple weeks back and many of those a couple weeks back consecutively. And it was just the

most like beautiful release. Like I much rather do that than like crying on my couch. I didn't

realize this when I moved here, but like we don't have privacy. You know like especially when you

first move here like you don't live alone. You have roommates and then like you don't have a car.

So it's not like you can like go to your car to like deal with things. So like you get broken up

within public. You find out hard news in public. Like you are constantly having like incredibly

private moments in public. And I always tell everybody you're not a New Yorker until you like cry on

the subway. See someone poop and like make eye contact with them as they're doing it. Like there's

a list. There's a list of them. But I remember one time we were on the subway and some woman was like

just having a break down. And this woman was sitting right in front of her right because like in

in the olden times, well I guess this is what it's like now too. The subways are back even in COVID.

So this woman's sitting and then another woman is standing on top of her holding the top railing.

And she's she's like sobbing uncontrollably like really having a break down. Not just like a sad

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