This Miriam's bike that is in my room....I have been in Manhattan a full 30 hours now and my list of achievements lies as such: meeting a man named Buddha, finding my way to the apartment, navigating the bus system, walking a lot, buying groceries, finding the Hudson River, tearing apart a dead chicken with my bare hands, listening to a Polish clarinetist, drinking wine and hating it, calling my parents a million times, eating and reminiscing over New York pizza.
Tomorrow begins the art adventure, starting with The Frick museum. Bring it on you cross-town bus! A friend asked me today where my thoughts lie for he was certain that my mind must be racing, and yet I find myself rather quiet. My thoughts are very much my own and I am very much myself here.