Went running up the western waterfront of Manhattan... very close to the GW bridge and back... not bad considering I started at 79th street. It is absolutely beautiful this time of year... so beautiful that you don't even realize how many people are passing you. The crowd was drowned out by my imagination. It's sad that the US was attacked here... at the dreamer's capital of the world.

Manhattan's a funny place. When I showed up to the island, I was afraid that it was too cramped and that I couldn't get a thought in anywhere. Everyone is here for their reason... their purpose. But I'm finding that even with millions of people on this island, no path is the same.

I had forgotten about this song for awhile, and it just came back into my consciousness while shuffling through the songs on my iPod today:

"The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face. The sea is incredibly blue.
And I'd rather be sailing. Yes, I'd wanna go sail, and then come home to you."

-A New Brain

I think I'm going to go walk around with Kathy around the city. They have a fair right outside our window up and down Amsterdam, so I have to get off my lazy ass.