tomorrow i will be on my way; on the road, perhaps like kerouac, perhaps (more likely) not. i love new york. i love when my feet walk along pavement that millions of others have and the rush of the crowds and the quiet strolls down streets no one bothers to venture to. i feel like it's my city. the last time wasn't a proper time but this one will be. it's still such a short visit but who cares? at least it's new york! i'll be back at columbia, way downtown by chinatown and that imaginary marc jacobs accessory store that people swear sells $20 accessories. forever21 on the fashion ave. of the city! it's home. it's funny how trips happen at important junctures in life. it really is funny.
tomorrow i will be on my way; on the road, perhaps like kerouac, perhaps (more likely) not. i love new york. i love when my feet walk along pavement that millions of others have and the rush of the crowds and the quiet strolls down streets no one bothers to venture to. i feel like it's my city. the last time wasn't a proper time but this one will be. it's still such a short visit but who cares? at least it's new york! i'll be back at columbia, way downtown by chinatown and that imaginary marc jacobs accessory store that people swear sells $20 accessories. forever21 on the fashion ave. of the city! it's home. it's funny how trips happen at important junctures in life. it really is funny.
