Taking a bite out of the big apple
I had this sense today walking towards a conference from my midtown hotel over to 50th and 8th of the vibrancy of New York – there was this exhilaration that comes with the energy here with people of all cultures, food smells mingling in the air, bright lights in the middle of the bright sunlight – but by the time I had hustled to the conference, run from session to session, interview to interview, phone call to blackberry and was hustling to the next place my heart felt like it was about to stop in my chest and I had to slow down – in front of me were kids getting out of school and they were shrill and playful like animals, and a guy walked by and his shoulder almost knocked me over because he was rushing down the sidewalk, and I had to take a deep breath but the food cart had that cooking fuel going that makes me nauseous and suddenly I was like WAAAAAHHHHH get me back to my blue bayou where the fish are jumping and the cotton sheets are mine!