I originally thought that sounded impressive (look ma, no wires!) but it’s almost 2013. Get with it. Not only is it my first but I’m posting this using my phone because I couldn’t be bothered to lug my
laptop all over Manhattan. On the plus side, this phone is actually bigger than my laptop. No, not really.
It’s nice to get a break. I walked yesterday…as high as 71st Street and low as Rivington. Just walked, and watched and listened. There are a thousand – make that a million stories in the naked city.
And the city doesn’t sleep. I can attest to that from here in my second floor hotel room overlooking 3rd Avenue. Luckily I did, and was able to put out the little “beauty sleep” sign in the photo above.
I’m almost positive I’m not twice as beautiful this morning. Hell, if I was, the photo above would be of me, not the sign. I’ll look and see if there’s a difference in the other guests. Sometimes you can’t see these changes in yourself.
Taking Amtrak back to Providence tonight, feeling like I have two homes (albeit not in any bricks and mortar, mow the lawn and mark the kids’ heights on the kitchen door jamb sense) and am very, very blessed.
Especially because in the home where I woke up this morning, there’s a Starbucks across the street. And the next street. And the next.