I haven't been to this part of New York and had any time to explore in, well, forever. In my younger days I could feel the energy of the city and I longed to move here and become a New Yorker. I wanted a loft in Soho or a brownstone in Harlem or an apartment overlooking Park Ave (yes...my tastes were unrealistic but so was the chance of me actually moving to NY in the first place...don't judge). I wanted to have a kitchen in which I never cooked because you could get anything you wanted from pretty much anywhere at pretty much any time.
Now? Not so much.
As I was walking around yesterday, I realized (sadly) that the part of me that wanted that life has grown older, more settled, maybe even a little boring. As I walked I pondered what that meant. Am I truly old and past the point of fun? Has being sober taken some of the zing out of New York for me? Has my taste for take out Thai been replaced with a concern for my arteries.
In a word? Yeah. But also I've just grown easy. What I mean is that the hustle and bustle of this fabulous city is just not something I want in my everyday life anymore. It's not a cottage by the shore. It's not calm or zen. And that's what I want in my life right now.
For example, I had never been to Times Square.
It was cool. I got to see where Good Morning America is filmed. However, I find no need to ever return.
So tonight I head up Park Ave about 5 or 6 blocks to Tiffany's. I am a HUGE Audrey Hepburn fan. "Breakfast at Tiffany's" is one of my favorite books and movies and "Moon River" is the hubs and my song. I have to pay homage, don't you think?
I'll probably stroll a little through Central Park and then head back. I'll grab another salad at City Metro (got one there last night...fabulous and only $8.99) and then go back to my room for a good night's sleep.
Tomorrow I bid adieu and fly south to my little town. And I couldn't be happier.