twenty-something

My New York visit draws to an end. This is my second-to-last night here and, thought it's been a long trip, though I'm excited to get back to my own bed, it's going to be hard to leave. The city's treated me well this week. It's been full of friends, good food, good booze, and more. Though everything, including New Year's, has been on the low-key side, it's been, well, a good thing. I'm having fun.

Yesterday it snowed. Of all the time I've spent here over the years, I don't think I've ever seen it snow in New York. It started as sleet and ended as rain, but for a few fleeting minutes, in Union Square, on the last day of the year, big clumps of snow decended. It was white, wet, and beautiful. It reminded me of Vermont, of home. I saw, perhaps for the first time, I really saw myself living here someday, thinking that maybe I could find a bit of home here in the city.

Who knows what 2006 will bring -- but I'm thinking it's going to be better and more exciting than the mess that '05 was.