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Tales from New York. I live in a penthouse, on the 21st floor, facing Central Park. At night, I can see the entire park and the city surrounding it. It is a beauty. From up there, I can observe goldfish swimming in Central Park's pond.

It's been a crazy day. Been to Time Square, Chinatown, Upper East Side, Central Park, Brooklyn Bridge, Ground Zero (WTC) and the day ain't over.

I am here alone, in Central Park. Ducks are loose in the park. Sometimes, they approach the visitors, sometimes you can see them landing on the lake. A dog swam in the lake, chasing the ducks. More ducks came and grouped, swimming in the dog's direction. Wildlife is fascinating. A woman is training her dog. It stopped rainning, the air is humid and smells good. This is MY moment. I feel great. This, all this around me, feels right. The place, where I stand in life, who I am becoming, this serene moment with myself in the park in this foreign country. I tremendously enjoy this solitude time in New York. I wish this moment would never end.

I have never been fully happy nor at ease during travels. Being away from home has always caused me to feel home-sick, upside-down, ungrounded. For the first time in my life, I stand here in New York and I am fully here and profoundly in peace and happy with now. This is another sign that I am now another person, that I have transformed myself profoundly. I lifted an anchor calld P and I feel light and grounded at the same time. It has nothing to do with my rather recent love life, but with me. In fact, it is more my being that influenced positively the birth of a completely new love experience.

I am here. I am not afraid of the town, of the unknown, of the people, of the world. It is now gone from me. It was the root of my unhappiness, of my barriers. I have recently met my father whom I haven't seen in *16 years* because I shed my deepest fears. It is all behind me now. I stand here unafraid, alive and revisiting me. What a great week-end!

New York is not how I thought it is. People are nice and polite. The city is gorgeous. Even if it is American, it is a very interesting city. I think that planes should have crashed in Texas, if there had to be a place. ;-)

I found a very interesting card in the NY Gay Village that says: "Thanks for breaking up with me. My life has never been better.". :-)
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Tales from New York. I live in a penthouse, on the 21st floor, facing Central Park. At night, I can see the entire park and the city surrounding it. It is a beauty. From up there, I can observe goldfish swimming in Central Park's pond.

It's been a crazy day. Been to Time Square, Chinatown, Upper East Side, Central Park, Brooklyn Bridge, Ground Zero (WTC) and the day ain't over.

I am here alone, in Central Park. Ducks are loose in the park. Sometimes, they approach the visitors, sometimes you can see them landing on the lake. A dog swam in the lake, chasing the ducks. More ducks came and grouped, swimming in the dog's direction. Wildlife is fascinating. A woman is training her dog. It stopped rainning, the air is humid and smells good. This is MY moment. I feel great. This, all this around me, feels right. The place, where I stand in life, who I am becoming, this serene moment with myself in the park in this foreign country. I tremendously enjoy this solitude time in New York. I wish this moment would never end.

I have never been fully happy nor at ease during travels. Being away from home has always caused me to feel home-sick, upside-down, ungrounded. For the first time in my life, I stand here in New York and I am fully here and profoundly in peace and happy with now. This is another sign that I am now another person, that I have transformed myself profoundly. I lifted an anchor calld P and I feel light and grounded at the same time. It has nothing to do with my rather recent love life, but with me. In fact, it is more my being that influenced positively the birth of a completely new love experience.

I am here. I am not afraid of the town, of the unknown, of the people, of the world. It is now gone from me. It was the root of my unhappiness, of my barriers. I have recently met my father whom I haven't seen in *16 years* because I shed my deepest fears. It is all behind me now. I stand here unafraid, alive and revisiting me. What a great week-end!

New York is not how I thought it is. People are nice and polite. The city is gorgeous. Even if it is American, it is a very interesting city. I think that planes should have crashed in Texas, if there had to be a place. ;-)

I found a very interesting card in the NY Gay Village that says: "Thanks for breaking up with me. My life has never been better.". :-)
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