so... cold....

I got so stir-crazy in my apartment that I had to step out late this afternoon and walk around a little bit.  I walked a short ways in Central Park, thinking about this and that, and then I suddenly realized that all around me was complete SILENCE.  This is so rare in New York, and if it hadn't been for the cold I could have soaked it in for hours.  But the cold was probably the reason for the silence, and my feet quickly felt like blocks of ice... so I went home, too, where I'm treated to the sounds of the little girl upstairs running, dropping things, running again... actually, I don't mind it.