Sometimes you wake up and there's just one thing on your mind. For me today, that thing was a place, the place I funny enough still call home, the unlike any other New York City. It's hard being far from home, right? Far from everything you came to know, to love, where you grew most and where you are most at peace and at home in, where your heart is joyous and you are more yourself than ever, a better self, a happier self.
I owe this place the world because that's what it gave me, and though I love it we must remain for now apart, but not without having my mind and heart always on the possibility of one day laying eyes on it again. To come back, exhale and finally say "I'm home again"