I usually hit Manhattan between 2-3 times a year for business trips. I stay at the Hyatt at Grand Central. I like it there and frankly I know the neighborhood pretty well now.
I never feel so alone and yet so alive. I know so many people in the city. I have family and friends all over and I never run into them unless by design.
It is amazing to me that I can feel this way. So far. So close. So much a part of things. So alone.
So what.
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I do like the city, but I have to admit that part of the pleasure is going there on someone else’s dime. An expense account makes life very pleasant.
So what? So that’s the wonder and beauty of NYC. Solitary if you want it. Social if you want it. One day, one–the next, the other. Or parts of each day split between quality time with friends and a meditative solitude. I love it too…it’s a writer’s best friend.