One of the things I enjoy the most about being a New Yorker is taking the subway late at night. If you've ever done it, you may understand. There is a certain raw sensuality, serenity, peace, solitude...in the echoes and vibrations of the tunnel, when the silence is only broken by the foul wind, scurrying rats, lone musicians wailing in song, trains rumbling into distant stations or the whispers, howls, laughter and babble of lovers, drunks or the homeless...offering kisses, gropes, prayers, ranting and curses into the damp rattle and hum. In the frenetic abundance and chaos that is NY, it is one of the few moments I have the opportunity to be alone with my thoughts, ideas, inspiration, music, sadness and reflections. In NY, being alone in the subway, is a commodity I truly enjoy...except...when I'm in a fucking hurry.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
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18.09.07…will remember that day for the rest of my life…
Couldn’t find a place, corner, little spot that would be welcoming…where I could find peace and indulge in my own sad, painful thoughts…everything and everyone seemed so aggravating, disturbing, evil, dark…felt like that day would never finish…but that’s another story…
New York…NY Subway!!! That’s the place that would have saved me from all the negativity around…
Aaron, I can’t get enough of the positiveness and inspiration coming from you…
-=MermaiD=-
18.09.07…will remember that day for the rest of my life…
Couldn’t find a place, corner, little spot that would be welcoming…where I could find peace and indulge in my own sad, painful thoughts…everything and everyone seemed so aggravating, disturbing, evil, dark…felt like that day would never finish…but that’s another story…
New York…NY Subway!!! That’s the place that would have saved me from all the negativity around…
Aaron, I can’t get enough of the positiveness and inspiration coming from you…
-=MermaiD=-
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