New York. ....and everybody I know on Facebook from back there wants me to. New York.... ? All my family originally came from there. Both dads. And there's the street and statue in honour of one of them there.
And now Mr. DC.... who said I was just a fantasy.... even when I say I need to be by myself this still happens to me, only I am not concerned. I think it's funny, I guess. Amusing. What's he up to?
Only, it's the whiplash.
That's my lasting impression because after me I guess..... how do you follow the nymphette queen? Who possibly can? I'm kidding. It's a joke I'm not that in love with myself. Not that. Maybe a bit though, I admit but at least I can admit it now. To myself.
New York? I was really starting to think San Fransisco for the art and the weather.... Or that place Kris described but-- Maybe New York-- it's the world in that city, it's alive with so many different cultures and interests and art. And I already know it. And know people there. Only that's why I left. I thought