I'm sitting at Starbucks in Nyack, looking out on the quiet streetscape, the occasional passing cars. It's quiet in here and a bit eerie in its quiet.
This is the antithesis of the bursting crowd I turned from two weeks ago, at SB in Columbus Circle. Ah...but that's why I'm here. To get away, to find a place that's serene and lovely. Here I sit, between the two worlds of what I want and what I think I want.
This is the antithesis of the bursting crowd I turned from two weeks ago, at SB in Columbus Circle. Ah...but that's why I'm here. To get away, to find a place that's serene and lovely. Here I sit, between the two worlds of what I want and what I think I want.
