NYC
2004-06-02 - 10:36 p.m.

The city is almost too much to handle. The lights and the people, so much passes and you can't catch anything except small sensless words that fly by so fast you only hear "and" or "the". No one makes sense here. You have your bums and your locals, and your tourists (like us) who are pretending to be locals to avoid weird looks.

Sadly our attempts to bled fail misrably and every one feels vulerable. It doesn't matter if we act crazy anymore because we have come to realize that every one else here is crazy as well.

Falling asleeps eems to take you away. You feel like your in a dream while you are walking down the streets, but that is nothing compared to what hits you after your head touches a pillow. The sounds of the city wrap you p and take you soaring above it's roof. --------------------------- 6-3-04 The pressure the town sens through our bodies make our heads spin and our mindce race with the complexity of the worlds around. We can no longer recognize friends from foe. This town can turn you against your best friend. Of course a night on braodway can fix that. Buy a pretzel on the street and a bottle of water. Small thinks like those make the world go round. Of course wax people make it all the more entertaining. ------------------------------ 6-4-04The city has given a new prespective to the way you think. The days you've spent here have helped to creat a new idea focus pointfor a creative mind. When you have days like today all you can do is feel peaceful. If people piss you off it's ok because for now all you have to do is look ouside to find osmwhere new to focus. Even better is when you are on top of the city, avove everyone else. You feel like you can reach avoce eveyone, pick them up, and move them as you please. It hard to veliever that each tiny building and car posses a living being, a precious memory of our excistance. When your friends dont' acknolwedge you, pretend you are some one else. Give yourself a British accent and dive in head first. You can be any one you want all you have to do is act in NYC. --------------------------------------- 6-5-04 Some people shove by as you try to figure out where the hell you are. NObody offers you any help and you don't dare ask. The subways scream by as you and your friends flip through a book that is supposed to be a map. Nobody with you can decipher it. Finally when you realize where you are you get back on the subway. You got off one stop early. The people aren't any different on the otherside of town. They still rush by, to busy to give you a second look. The guys on the sidewalk selling things are still asking you to pay too much, but right nowit's ok because you know where you are and you have friends by your side. ------------------------ When you know the hustle and bustle will soon be done your stpirits brighten and those around you get wrapped up in the mood. Eveyone is cheery. Peole arud luah as you all sing a long to a song you only remember because you've walked by the t.v. that is playing it so many times. Soon the music in the streets will be gone and you'll be heading back to a place where the sidewalks are clear for walking on.

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