New Yorks home, but it ain't mine.
Spread the love, spread the Jessica. I can always assume there's enough to go around even though I know there's not cause it never comes back around. Hi, I'm Jessica. How are you? I'm a lot like a blanket... a big love blanket. Lately I've come to deal with the harsh reality that my blanket cannot encompass the universe as I once thought. Then again it might just be that beaches of time havn't room enough for me to unfurl this blanket of love to full potential. I can't love everyone. I do love a lot of people though. It's like this crowd of people tryin' to make the most of my limited warmth so everyone just kind of circles round and stick their feet under trying to find a little comfort. The ones who've sat the longest even got to inch it up over a knee as they filled the space of those who walked away. And then you see that all depends on whether their naked or perhaps have several blankets of their own to begin with.You'd think me of all people would be content being smothered with dozens of feet but i'm just itching for someone to hog the covers. Not for nothing but this blanket of mine thats already used and worn is mile by mile becoming tattered. Now distance takes it's share as my blanket got caught on the thorns of something beautiful and with every step on my walk home perfectly recyclable love unravelled into a trail of yarn as I walk oblivious miles to my destined home.
Ok now that the emotional side is out on to more tangible things. Just got back from New York.Did a lot, learned a lot. Overall impression New York City is just a miserable lie. Why anyone would want to live there is beyond me. I did meet a lot of people though. Some made quite the impression on me. Now all I have to do is take what little good is left in New York and bring it to Florida hehe. We stayed mostly with Miriam in Brooklyn. Traveled to Queens and Manhattan a bit. Stayed in Long Island a night with Sara at her uncle's. Stayed at Sherley's for a night in the Bronx. By the time I left I was an official Puerto Rican. I wear and sleep with the Puerto Rican flag with pride. I think I have never met a more generous and loving people. God Bless Puerto Rico. Not for nothin but they got some fine women too... Anyways where was I... None of this is in any particular order just as I think of it. Ummm... I saw a Broadway show, Sweet Charity, with Christina Applegate (she's still really hot) Broadway is one of the only things that really impressed me about New York... wow. I want to save up and stay in NY for like a month and see all the shows... yea. I fell asleep in Grand Central station like a bum and got kicked out by 3 police officers and like 5 soldiers. Slept in a few places on the streets of Manhattan. I hugged the Empire State building with all my being. Saw my first pirated DvD (Fantastic 4). Sat out on the street with a pint of beer in a brown paper bag. Got my car vandalized with love. Got the best gift anyone's ever given me... *holds on to her Puerto Rican flag. I drove all around Queens looking for a Pizzeria... yet another big lie. I swam in the ocean during a storm and learned how to boogie board. I rode the subway by myself... and didn't get lost. I ran a bunch of red lights cause I didn't see them. I went and saw that movie premier and drank a lot of alcohol imbued ice tea had a damn good time. Got to lay in grass twice after walking miles to find it. I courted fireflies. Watched a fire hydrant get cranked open and saw all the neighboorhood kids run to play in it and desperately contained my urge to join them. I felt loved in New York, just like anywhere I felt New York was home but it's not mine. I drove all the way home on no sleep. There's a lot I did and a lot I know I'm leaving out on purpose but well I had an amazing time and I'll always remember it but I've also never felt so miserable just from breathing.
Pictures here!!! ----> http://blog.myspace.com/theredbamboo
Ok now that the emotional side is out on to more tangible things. Just got back from New York.Did a lot, learned a lot. Overall impression New York City is just a miserable lie. Why anyone would want to live there is beyond me. I did meet a lot of people though. Some made quite the impression on me. Now all I have to do is take what little good is left in New York and bring it to Florida hehe. We stayed mostly with Miriam in Brooklyn. Traveled to Queens and Manhattan a bit. Stayed in Long Island a night with Sara at her uncle's. Stayed at Sherley's for a night in the Bronx. By the time I left I was an official Puerto Rican. I wear and sleep with the Puerto Rican flag with pride. I think I have never met a more generous and loving people. God Bless Puerto Rico. Not for nothin but they got some fine women too... Anyways where was I... None of this is in any particular order just as I think of it. Ummm... I saw a Broadway show, Sweet Charity, with Christina Applegate (she's still really hot) Broadway is one of the only things that really impressed me about New York... wow. I want to save up and stay in NY for like a month and see all the shows... yea. I fell asleep in Grand Central station like a bum and got kicked out by 3 police officers and like 5 soldiers. Slept in a few places on the streets of Manhattan. I hugged the Empire State building with all my being. Saw my first pirated DvD (Fantastic 4). Sat out on the street with a pint of beer in a brown paper bag. Got my car vandalized with love. Got the best gift anyone's ever given me... *holds on to her Puerto Rican flag. I drove all around Queens looking for a Pizzeria... yet another big lie. I swam in the ocean during a storm and learned how to boogie board. I rode the subway by myself... and didn't get lost. I ran a bunch of red lights cause I didn't see them. I went and saw that movie premier and drank a lot of alcohol imbued ice tea had a damn good time. Got to lay in grass twice after walking miles to find it. I courted fireflies. Watched a fire hydrant get cranked open and saw all the neighboorhood kids run to play in it and desperately contained my urge to join them. I felt loved in New York, just like anywhere I felt New York was home but it's not mine. I drove all the way home on no sleep. There's a lot I did and a lot I know I'm leaving out on purpose but well I had an amazing time and I'll always remember it but I've also never felt so miserable just from breathing.
Pictures here!!! ----> http://blog.myspace.com/theredbamboo