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13 April 2005; 12:13 PM

NYC

fuck, i miss new york so badly i could scream. i want the blooming trees. i want to roam around brooklyn sipping coffee. i want to ride the comforting homebound F train, over and over and over. i want to go to kate's paperie and buy overpriced notecards. i want to eat at the french place by central park. i want to sit with you in the ridiculous white furniture in time warner center, both of us coveting things from williams and sonoma but trying to pretend we aren't. let's go to 14th street and get a coffee from dean and deluca, and some other contraband, maybe a cupcake. then lets haggle with street vendors over 5$ sunglasses, and prodding each other about whether or not we will go to H&M. take me to bloomingdale's and hang out with me while i try on every pair of shoes in the place. let's go order beautiful cocktails in the secret place that i will not name in my journal. let's go to caravan of dreams and eat vegan ravioli, let's go to gobo for yam fries, counter for the veggie burger you always crave. take the A train all the way to the cloisters, cold in the air conditioning though it's so hot outside. walk across the big meadow in prospect park, trying to find the perfect place to lay down. to the co-op on a weekened, vaguely cranky in the long line but so satisfied with the glorious produce. let me bring home branches of blossoms to you, let us go together to the met, scampering through sections of it we never discovered before. randy's farm, omega, DIA Beacon, storm king, the chapel of sacred mirrors and its secret hippies. three of cups, great lakes. new york city, i honor you from afar.