new york city

Tomorrow I travel to New York City.  I'm craving her energy, her spirit, her sights and sounds.  I can hardly wait to walk her sidewalks, ride her subways, sit in her grass.  I'll go to Harlem and the East Village for certain and then-anywhere else that sparks my desire.  I'll walk for blocks and blocks, looking up at the massive buildings and all around me, so many people with so many stories.  I'll drink coffee in Bryant Park and imagine what it must have been like during fashion week-the hustle and bustle, the glamour, the rush of it all.  I'll sit outside, on the steps of the library and wait for the bus to arrive, stealing glimpses of shoes and wondering for as long as I like, why? Why the city? Perhaps I don't really need an answer at all...