Mi dream is going to NY. Making my way though the busy sidewalks, having coffee while watching the dazzling shop windows. I'd love wandering around Central Park and talking to squirrels :) and calling up a taxi so I feel like in a movie. I wanna get lost in Time's Square and stare at the shiny panels until my eyes hurt. I'll just look at millions of unknown faces walking past me and feel so overwhelmed and alone and the same time, alone with my thoughts and with myself, in such a peaceful way to disconnect from life. When I dream, I am in NY. I am one more and nothing less. One feeling herself and the wonder of belonging to the world.
S.
