I have no business being here. I'm too broke to be here. My friends, enemies and family probably look at me and wonder why the hell I'm here. I know that in a few days I'll be even more broke, and worn out, and eager to get away from it all and back to the country, and Eric. But right now this is the most magical place in the world, New York. It's that burst of oxygen I need.
3 comments:
I love this post. I totally get it.
oh yes...I would love to do just that
there is DEFINITELY some indescribable something about the new york. the same frisson i get from paris. but different. but the same. but different.
le sigh.
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