Sometimes I miss New York as if it were a person. It's as if the city has its own character and disposition and certain things (scenes/actions/encounters/events) remind me of this. It feels very unlike how I miss "home" home (Michigan). It is neither nostalgic nor wistful nor vague but a distinct sadness that I forget until I am reminded of it.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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I know what you mean. I feel that way about certain neighborhoods in Manhattan. It's like I want to go talk to them again and find out how they've been.
Exactly! I don't feel that way about Michigan, even though I miss parts of that home, too.
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