Claremont & 116th. It’s been a long day and a long year. Maybe the longest in my life. I am finally here, really, completely, certainly here, on my own, with open evenings ahead of me for the first time in ages, maybe decades.
I feel a kind of deep satisfaction, but also, at the same time, a deep loneliness. I have realized tonight, too, that for the first time in a very, very long time, there is no woman I my life that I can turn to, or at least that I am inclined to turn to for companionship and understanding.
Finally, finally it’s just me & the world… just me & New York… just me & the evening.