I miss you with all that I am — most of what I am. Slowly, I’m learning, adjusting, accepting; but this life, it’s all a countdown back to you, my stunning city, my home, my love, my life.
Truth. Beauty. Freedom. Love.
New York City nights.
Easter afternoon in the Financial District and on the Brooklyn Bridge. The weather forecast today was for rain and humidity, not blinding sun, but still, I’m not complaining. Out worshipping the sun in a sundress and a smile.
I so so love New York.
Good morning, my beautiful New York.
And the dawn rises in her soul.
Classes weren’t cancelled. Go figure. But oh well. It’s been good. Manhattan is gorgeous this morning.
I walked out of my apartment today, saw the city, and fell in love all over again.
Manhattan, I adore you.