With my voyage to New York early tomorrow morning comes a wealth of baggage — more than I’m packing in the overhead compartment. A new year. A new beginning. Loss, fear, a look into my heart, passions and life.
In my many travel experiences, I have never been let down by the City, somehow always warm, moving and willing to swallow my worries, loves and hates among its streets, alleys and subways, lost among a sea of merging souls. From the Gadling flickr pool, morrissey‘s photo of the Manhattan skyline reminds me of why I’m so often there.
Welcome home, young son. Your new future awaits.