No, really. You don't understand. I need New York City. It's not just a pleasant thought I have, some sort of ethereal daydream to pull me out of the stress and monotony of my everyday life. New York is a place I live for. If I don't go on a regular basis, I start to lose oxygen. I need it to live.
And I don't even have the strength to put in writing how long it has been since the last time I was there. Before I was married, folks! BEFORE I WAS MARRIED. And I'm married for eternity. So it feels like eternity since I've been there. It's a crime, is what it is. A crime. I need to go there. No, you don't understand. I NEED TO GO THERE.
Do I sound a little dramatic? Good. This is a matter made for drama. I NEED TO GO TO NEW YORK!! I know I already said that, but you're just not getting it. My desire to go there is so overwhelming it makes me want to hit people. And cry. And scream like a baby. I have to get my way on this...there is just no way around it. How am I going to pull this off? Ugh. I'm caught in a web of laundry, bills, poopy diapers, cooking, on and on and on. I need someone to please press the pause button on life, hand me a couple thou, and I'm outta here. I need to run through the streets. I need to eat food that will take my words away. I need to see Broadway shows. I need to audition for Broadway shows. I need Central Park. I need Brooklyn. I need the Subway. I need the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I need friends that make me laugh so hard I cry.
I woke up this morning and the very first thing that came into my head was a list of every swear word known to mankind. (Strange word if you think about it and break it up..."Mank and Ind") . The reason for this: Not enough New York in my life. Not enough dancing. Not enough singing. Not enough running. Not enough rascally craziness.
I'm so knotted up with grief and turmoil and crazy angry playful energy I don't know what to do with it. New York is the only answer.
I promise, you don't understand.
I might be crying right now.
Over New York.
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