I am leaving on a jet plane, destination, Los Angeles.
I always depart my beloved NY in sadness, left wanting for a life that stimulates and rarely disappoints.
I am extremely excited to see my husband after nearly 2 months and my doggies who I am desperate to cuddle, but LA takes some adjusting.
Sure, the weather is perfect, beach at my fingertips, but it ain’t NY.
So until next month, I bid my city a fond farewell.
As Alicia Keys sings:
“There’s nothin’ you can’t do…
these streets will make you feel brand new…
big lights will inspire you
let’s hear it for New York, New York…”
See you tomorrow on the other side.
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