Game over. On the plane home right now and my short lived time in two cities is over, but a really good one. Getting away from the station is what I wanted to do and that’s exactly what I accomplished. At over thirty thousand feet right now, I can feel more of a sadness over the time I have left behind. It’s not as much about the things you can see in do while in either Boston or New York, but the time you spend with people who make the situation and experience just that much more memorable. Things that I can think about in my seat right now and struggle to not laugh about to myself among the strangers in the cabin with me.
I did get a chance to go to the MoMA yesterday with Brian. It was there where I understand my appreciation for photography now. I also have a better sense about how amateur my subtle attempts at such things are, but it’s just something I like to do for fun and find enjoyable. So many other great things to see there and looks great post remodeling. Found Winnie in the bookstore afterwards and ended the day with some awesome dinner sitting outside in Hell’s Kitchen.
For now, I think I’ve had my fix, but I say that with the constant thought about what the future has to come. I have some things to take care of, but once the details get themselves sorted out, forward progression will happen. In the meantime, I don’t think I could have asked for a better time this weekend.