Wednesday, May 2, 2012

the bb


it takes 40minutes to walk it

hundreds of tourists do it everyday

its' gates look like perfectly carved candle flames 
miranda & steve reclindled their love on it

 
for me - it wasn't about crossing the brooklyn bridge, it was all about seeing my manhattan. 




staring across the east river to manhattan was a reminder. 
a reminder i didn't really need.. & definitely wasn't expecting. 
but a reminder non the less. 
seeing manhattan from across the water,  
seeing it so close i could touch it.  
the dream is happening. 
the dream is right there. 
cross that old darn bridge & get back to it!!! 


*****



 ...before heading back to my dream destination.  i took a minute 
(maybe an hour...) 
i took my time, to sit back & appreciate the fact that i could now sit across from the place i had only dreamt of & recognise it like i had spent my whole life their. 

chrysler, empire, one world, woolworth, city hall, GE. 
i know you now & i can't imagine life without you.  

















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