I’m in a coffee shop listening to The Beatles.

Words from Yesterday bounce off the rusted steel-plated walls as I sip hot cider. Someone just turned the volume down. Paul McCartney still sings. Maybe that figures — when I walked in they were playing Radiohead.

Today I wandered through the West Village. With various pieces of homework and training tasks to accomplish, I stayed motivated through keeping varied backdrops. I started off in a Church’s public park, leaning against a tree’s branch as I pulled my textbook from my bag. The scenery would change like a slide show: typing away in a potential New Years bar, searching for a Wifi signal in Jimmy’s Bar (100% authentic), or writing notes in my personal pad in an alley to duck the wind.

I remember my iPod’s output losing out to the sound of chirping birds as they claimed their territory on the roofs of the West Village. Not even The Kooks could compete.

Today. Yesterday.