At least once a year for the past 16 years, I have thought about moving to new york city.
To do theatre- study music- be in a more interesting place- follow a boy: those were the reasons I had considered moving there.
Today, I think I have made my decision- not to new york.
Its not that I couldn't make it, don't want to make it, or don't fantastically adore the city-
But I just don't think that new york is calling my name. And if it is... Its too faint to hear right now above the call of chicago.
I think that's where I may end up next.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
the city that never sleeps....
The city that never sleeps. I sure have been sleeping well in this city. It may be that a few drinks every night helps relax and send me to dreamland.
However, the more I look around- the city may not sleep, but its people sure do. On the subway, in the park, on the street corner, in the applebees on time square.
People are sleeping.
There is so much here:opportunity, restaurants, pigeons.I guess they just get worn out and catch a nap whenever they can.
However, the more I look around- the city may not sleep, but its people sure do. On the subway, in the park, on the street corner, in the applebees on time square.
People are sleeping.
There is so much here:opportunity, restaurants, pigeons.I guess they just get worn out and catch a nap whenever they can.
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