Excited distress. Now there's a combination.
I always get excited about going into NYC. There's an electric charge, that I'm sure is created by me for me, whenever I go 'in'.
I live in a rather rural setting, for the northeast that is. Not the 5,000 sq/mi solitude of Verbena but isolation just the same. To go into the Megalopolis of NYC in just 2 hrs of travel from our seclusion still thrills me.
But there is also the distress. Driving closer to the flame creates a tension that's only released by driving away.
So Tuesdays trip 'in' to attend the Memorial services of a dear departed college friend is fraught with anticipation, stress, excitement & remorse.
So many feelings -- Life is grand!
About Me
- Zipidee
- About me -- Could that speak to attributes of my character or to objects arranged around me at this time and place. To discuss attributes there must first be attributes. As a rather suspect observer they (the attributes) would be questionable to say the least should I choose to list any. If on the other hand we are speaking of objects that are within my grasp I feel as though their description would be an invasion of my privacy and by the way one that I would be responsible for and by golly there's one attribute I will claim and that's having sense enough not to incriminate myself! So! As a card carrying commie pinko of the late 60's you'll not be greatly suprised with some of my opinions. This will hopefully be a family place.
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Mmmmmm, New York. I do love that place. I always swear I'd love to live there for just a year (though only if I became independently wealthy and, thus, could afford it and didn't have to work to do so). Long-term I think the city would make me anxious, but I'd love to become a part of that hum for a little while. :)
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