New York is a place that makes you learn to speak your mind. You learn to stand up for yourself. Something about being drenched in rain makes me feel good about this. This is what New York taught me.
Montana...is a place where you drive up into the mountains, park the car, and...at peaks high above sea level, you learn to find something spiritual. You see stars. I can see stars in Queens, and I appreciate them, because I know they are looking at the same Big Dipper in MT, only brighter. Much, much brighter.
Stars only impress me when I know who they are.
People, though, are the same everywhere. They let you down. They love you. They love you from a distance, or when convenient, or when they remember to remind you. They give directions. They give hope. They tell you the N train isn't running on this day.
It is only because of my immersion in these two states am I able to make decisions I make now. That sentence is awkward and clunky, but I am making the best of it.
