I bought tickets to New York tonight. Nothing in the world makes me more excited than the idea of going to New York. I've been enough times now that I think I've lost track. But every time I go, I almost immediately get swept up in the excitement.
It used to be a place that I was sure I wanted to live someday. Now, I'm not all that sure. I love space and nature and calm too much. Although every time I go, there's some kind of magic that convinces me that the only thing that's important is the moment.
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