is this heaven?

no. it's iowa.

i never want to leave paris.

sometimes...

there is a distinct moment every month or so that convinces me that new york is super cool. doesn't happen much, but when it happens, it really happens.

met beth in union square for a catch up hot chocolate. was getting on the L to go back to brooklyn and i sat on a bench thing. there was some awesome guy getting down on his guitar. i didn't know the song, but dude was good. when it was over he asked the crowd if anyone knew who it was by. he was shocked that some 20 something knew it was an eagles song. then things got crazy. he started a medley of well known sixties songs. people started dancing. he would drop out at the choruses and everyone would sing together. 

it was the only time waiting for the L that i have seen people having fun and not trying to be cool.

i asked the guy sitting next to me if we were in a movie and if in a few measures we would all start spontaneous yet synchronized choreography. that didn't happen. but some day...

some day...

sigh of relief

he is off of that terrible team that inhabits my city. and off to a better one.