Clarity and Chaos in NYC

My body is still trying to warm up post-NYC. Apparently, my Michigan-bred blood has already [and pathetically] thinned to an LA-sort-of-level. Thin blood aside, New York woke me up. To new sounds, new ideas, new dreams. There’s something about the Big Apple that requires me to grow up. Perhaps it’s because the city leaves me no choice but to identify clarity somewhere within chaos; mindfulness within madness; peace within prolonged…. Read more