Yesterday, I left work (early), came home to the empty loft - all the roomies and visitors being out and about. Changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top, grabbed a sleeping bag and ran up to the roof. It was all sunny, not too hot, breezy, as I lay out there, with the sun warming me, and the 'copters providing the air circulation. I curled up to nap right on top of the skylight, with nothing but blue sky, puffy white clouds, some seaguls, and those helicopters over my head. Damn, it was such delicious NY goodness.