When I was younger, there is no doubt that my most ideal day, beginning to end, would be one spent in New York City.
I might even want to spend that day there alone, because I did that once, I went for three days and two nights alone, and it was the best trip to the city I can remember.
I took the train, a little over two hours from New Haven to Grand Central, and I sat writing in my journal and listening to music.
But the people around me didn’t know that part of that time I wasn’t … Read the rest
