somehow, someway, i found myself back in New York much sooner than i had anticipated. i had to go out for work, very last minute. it was nice to know that my love for the city is true; it wasn't just based off the excitement of getting out of town a few weeks ago. i was talking to a girlfriend last night, and she was saying how she could never live there, because she needed to be around nature. i totally get that, and i think surrounding yourself with wildlife is important. but, there is something so beautiful about the buildings, the art, and the urban life that i find captivating and just as important as seeing the stars at night. the city is a living thing in itself, or at least a representation of one. what do you think?