NYC.... "You've gotta arrive with an open mind" is something that several people have said to me. I don't really know what they mean by that. "Open" to let NYC happen to me in whatever way it will? Yes, probably that's what they mean.
"Everything is BIG" is what my taxi driver said to me this morning. I kinda like the sound of that. It might feel like being a child in a supersize world again.
"It's many worlds within itself" were the words of the American soldier I am currently sitting beside on the plane. I'm imagining many neighbourhoods, all with a distinct identity. The soldier is returning home to see his baby girl; she's one and he's only spent two weeks of her life with her. He said that it is often best not to think about home and family in the Military because it makes you soft and unfocused. I thought he looked sad when he told me that. I wonder if there would be less violence in the world if more people did actually think about home and family.
I've got a blank page coming up. The unknown.
The ocean has the texture of rollered emulsion paint at the moment. It is empty and enormous.
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