The only road that I have ever known...

So yeah, OK. It's been about 3 weeks now, since Sonny's wonderful news came through the wire: He landed his dream job! The bad news: It's 500 miles away. Now, as you, the reader are probably deducing, that's either one fuck of a commute or we're moving. I've lived in NY my whole life. I can't say that I love this place, but it's comfortable and, believe it or not, safe to me. I know where to drown my sorrows in Bubble Tea or Happy Hour Margaritas when I'm sad. I know where to walk and soak in sights, infuse myself with infectious mellowness when I'm angry. I know where to celebrate a small, mundane victory when I'm happy. I even know where to hang out with my wonderfully cynical but thought-provoking bud, Haughton.

Our new home will be Ohio. That's where Sonny's from, so I try not to be too critical, but easier said than done. NY is Filet Mignon, and Ohio is a Big Mac. True, things are much more relaxed but I can picture myself losing my mind there for lack of things to do. I can hop on the subway here and travel to Midtown, have a meal, mail a letter, and buy some Band Aids all on the same little four-cornered street...At 3 o'clock in the fucking morning! In Ohio, you're living on the edge if you find anything open past 10! Ugh! I'm a night person. The city and I feed off each other. Ha! I feed off the city, mostly. The lights still dazzle me, the air still stimulates my wild curiosity. I want to know, at the just the right hour, in the just the right spot where I can lose my mind underneath the sapphire blue night sky and no one would give a damn. Fantastically indifferent to insanity. Hey, I can say it...I Love NY!!!!

Sonny and I are partial to old films, so the Film Forum is our main hang out spot. We scan the TONY and catch the 1 train uptown for films featuring Harold Lloyd, Ava Gardner, Betty Davis, Joan Crawford and the like. In this stinking town you can do anything, find anything...But you can't be anything. It's really hard to make your dreams come true. There's so many others here, trying for the same reality. The competition is fierce. So, I've resigned myself to existing elsewhere for a couple years and building an internal database of experience, knowledge and skills, so I can come back and stamp my name on the ass of the Big Apple.

Don'tcha love this stinking town?