ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too, went for a ride in a flying shoe
just got back from the last wedding of the season, this one was in new york. after all these years of living and visiting... it still surprises me that i can be surprised in new york. there are so many places that have some sort of significance from my past, but the surrounding area and setting have changed quite a bit from how i remember it.
i've been thinking lately about how strange weddings can be... seeing people whom you haven't seen for months or years... but still being able to catch up. it's pretty interesting to see the different groups of friends that your friends have made as they've grown together.
among the things i miss most about new york... i miss taking the subway and just looking up and finding an arts for transit poster or poetry in motion poem on the train that i connect with.
as i was riding the airtrain between jfk and jamaica on my way into and out of the city on this trip... i found myself savoring the view of the manhattan skyline from a distance. i can only describe the feeling as a combination of excitement, a sense of promise and possibility, and a mysterious longing for something that hasn't yet been found. i think these are the reasons i find it so very hard to leave when the time comes because there's always more to discover. it's a strange relationship i have with new york... there are many things that bother me about it... but i can never seem to get it out of my system... i'm hooked for life.
well i better get some work done. i just need to power through to the end of the semester. i can't wait to finish my co-op that's been really trying... which has also affected my studying for my 1 class this semester.