we drove into the sun rise, the pink glow of the city shone amidst the industrial bridges, everything was perfect.
my love for this place had been renewed. i've visited many cities and drove to some of the most amazing places across the country, yet none could match the magic and ethereal beauty of new york.
sometimes i wonder what kept me away for this long, but in the big scheme of things, it really wasn't a long time. i'm glad i left and came back. my eyes are renewed. i no longer wonder what it would be like to live in an entirely different city. my heart is calm. i know this place.
i'm enjoying the winter. the white snow glistening around me, i'm breathing icicles. it's funny to think that just last week i was living in 80 degree weather, soaking in the sun.
some memories from the road:
- getting blinded by some ufo light.
- seeing nuclear power plants
- walking a fairy desert trail and taking in the energy of the land.
- the amazing arizona landscape that almost made me hallucinate.
- visiting the recording school.
- feeling like i was in a steven speilberg film, like 5 times.
- getting locked into a 7-11 by some psycho guy.
- sleeping in -6 degree weather.
- the ark in st. louis, missouri.
- getting pulled over by cops like 3 times, twice in two consecutive states, and once while i was really stoned.
- seeing a military plane that looked like a gigantic bullet in the sky, and hearing the aftermath of the sound barrier.
- getting extremely lost in oklahama and being really pissed about not being able to find a post office.
- having a gps system glitch out everytime i wanted to go somewhere.
so i'm still a little worn out from traveling. i haven't quite fully recovered from the trip.
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