Time to go home.
Since I left Brooklyn last year, this is the longest Ive stayed (?) here at the family homestead.
But Im itching to leave now.
To a place that will likely not be home for very much longer.
I dont think its because Im the itinerant type that Ma's place doesnt feel at all like home either.
In this place and time, I dont feel like Im 'home' yet.
Will I ever?
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One thing about being in New York, as bad as the economy has tanked, the possibilites still seem endless.
Here, I feel like all I need to do is push a little bit harder, and I can make something happen.
In NJ, without a car - frankly, I feel trapped. The possibilites are a little less bouyant.
In NJ, I feel like Im paying a toll no matter where I go. Bus, train or even car.
In no small part because with a Metrocard and the transit system, I can get around far more easily within the city.
Makes a hell of a difference.
The Metrocard is an incredible thing, Im here to tell ya.
Tuesday, November 27, 2001
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