New York is a need. A visceral sensation in my chest.
A longing.
It’s the city of so many people’s dreams, so why should I be any different. I want to lose myself amidst the noise and the lights, the chaos of all the lives lived in this one teeming place.
I want to stare at the skyline, at the light reflecting from the windows of skyscrapers on a bright winter day.
I want to be a still point as the city rushes around me.
I want to walk down quiet residential streets and listen to the clatter of the subway. I want to stop and look up; look up at the buildings rising endlessly above me.
I want to explore, to know the person I could be there.
New York is always at the back of my mind. It’s always present somewhere within me.
In another life it would be my home, at least for a time.
It will always be the one that got away.
Cayce says
I have never been to New York but it is definitely one of my dream destinations… and your beautiful words made me wanna go there to see it with my own eyes even more… sigh…oh wanderlust sweet wanderlust…
Amy Lord says
Thanks Cayce, New York is always high on my wander list – I don’t think I could ever get enough!