"Lonely is freedom that breathes easy and weightless and lonely is healing if you make it." ~ Tanya Davis
I took a walk from Penn Station to 57th Street this morning. Haven't done that in a while. Walk, I mean. After I checked into the hotel, I dropped my bags in the room and felt almost immediately trapped by its walls so I roamed around again. I would've gone further out if the rain clouds didn't tease me with an impending downpour.
In that walk, I found myself lonely. I get that way sometimes. Ironically when I am surrounded by so many people out and about, I find myself lonely.
Then tonight after dinner with my media friends, I came back to the hotel room and saw this posted on my FB wall. I got a bit of the sniffles, but my cold had nothing to do with it.
And yet, if you were with my while I worked, I was game face on. Oh the many masks we wear.
"I am large. I contain multitudes." - Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
- ► 2012 (12)
- ▼ August (15)
- ► 2009 (100)
- ► 2008 (188)
- ► 2007 (330)