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it has been almost one year. and there is hardly a day without feeling a bit like the city that never sleeps.
it has the same heartbeat as me. new york. and I still didn’t see everything I wanted but it was enough to miss it, this much.
I remember conversations, or the man who played saxophone in central park at the rumble. beatles covers and whatnot. I remember walking to strawberry field and thinking, there are no strawberries and I passed by a million of benches, all with little tags on it.
“For Ella, may her rebellious spirit live on!”
I remember going to coney island and walking along the beach. thinking what is must have been when the wonderwheel was still running, and people were buzzing. now it’s a ruin. it was the first sunny day in new york, fanny told me. we brought spring, she laughed while saying that. I liked that. I still do.
I fondly remember getting tips for the best bagels in new york. Ess-A-Bagel. The famous jiddish bagel bakery, with the 60+ men behind the counter. real new yorkers. dishing out and having a funny joke to tell everytime we went there. one almost proposed, I could stay there, be his teacher. I declined but left happily.
I made memories in new york, and I am sad they are memories. but also I remember it day by day and if the homesickness get’s to much, I listen to billie joels song, or watch sex and the city or dream and invent new york stories in my head.
New York, I MISS YOU!!!