I don't believe in Sundays.

It's a lot like finding your borough. When you find another one that's "almost" yours, you realize just how much your current borough isn't for you- even though this other one isn't yours as well. Does that make sense? Being here reminded me that my time is short in NYC. Not because I don't love this town. Don't get me wrong. I love NYC. But it's not my borough. Not forever. I'm still searching for mine. Vermont isn't where I belong either. I'll know when I get there.
In the mean time, I'll enjoy the side trips from NYC to places I've never been before.