Monday, December 10, 2007

Heartbeat Symphonies

Winter in NY is calling. I crave chapped lips, Midtown mornings, and Village nights.

I was back and forth until they pulled me forward and now NYC is only a few days away. We are the newest products of this 21st century. Responsive, and irresponsible.

Go ahead and write the labels on our wrists, and make sure to tie a tag around our necks. We'll cost you more than you can take. I'm sure I remember warning you that I'm more than a hand full. We are like the fog... only mist/missed when gone.

Everyone will run when you lose your decoration. Nobody really likes what's underneath, but the true ones will come through... just as they have for me lately.

Once again, cans of red paint are lined up to paint the town. A December to remember is falling into place.

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