"Great peace have those who love your law; nothing can make them stumble." Psalm 19:165
New York City has a palpitating energy that once in the intoxicating grasp. it is hard to escape.
Because if and when you untangle yourself from her exasperating clutch, and spend a few days outside of the dizzying speed and constant hum, you question just why and how you operate in a manic state of mind and motion by your own volition.
Yet, once back into her illuminated grit, success driven, booze infused, self important, dark shadowed, skyscraper canyon your heart seems to swell in her calloused palm.
Even when I go, I love to come back.
Am I on the brink?
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