The Chrysler Building right after sunset. Diner coffee. Friendly dinners. The museums. Football Saturdays spent anywhere but Happy Valley. A piano in the subway.
Doors on the E opened up and I was reminded again.
It's mutual.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
It's a mutual feeling.
Important, life-altering reasons draw people to New York: love, careers, dreams, everything Jay-z and Alicia sing about. But it's often the little things that keep me here, appreciating the moments. Small, otherwise insignificant things that make me realize I don't want to be anywhere else.
The Chrysler Building right after sunset. Diner coffee. Friendly dinners. The museums. Football Saturdays spent anywhere but Happy Valley. A piano in the subway.
Doors on the E opened up and I was reminded again.
It's mutual.
The Chrysler Building right after sunset. Diner coffee. Friendly dinners. The museums. Football Saturdays spent anywhere but Happy Valley. A piano in the subway.
Doors on the E opened up and I was reminded again.
It's mutual.
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