It's been awhile since I've had a moment to sit down and reflect. Since I performed in NYC my mind hasn't quit. I love Seattle. It took awhile for her to warm up to me, but now I think she's beginning to love me too. New Orleans felt like the perfect fit. The jazz, the music, the weather, the history, the kindness of strangers. It felt like a siren, seducing me with magic, projecting an energy that was equally exciting as it was terrifying. But New York. New York City. You are rough, dirty, and bursting with the dreams of others it's hard to believe that you would have room within you for another. Even so, while I was there, I couldn't imagine being anywhere else.
Where will I go.