We do not stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stop playing.

~Oliver Wendell Holmes~

Tuesday, May 1

NY State of Mind

Some mornings I just can't help but wonder at the beauty of being a city dweller. Maybe it comes from the quality of the light, or just my joy from getting a seat on the train. Whatever the cause, I relish these days when I am so in love with this city.

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