A City So Nice, They Named It Twice

This is good. I am okay.

Wednesday I'll be on a train to New York, NY and awaiting my arrival will be my best friend. That sentence seems surreal. I have not been to NY since I was a sophomore in high school. Four years later, I will return to that city I fell in love with, to meet a person I love.

I am so happy Grace has found someone, especially someone so understanding. Seems when all is right, all goes wrong. She deserves the world, that girl. I need to be alone for a while, not without friends, but alone. This time is precious and so delicate. This time, is porcelain.

He will be on a train from Boston, too. Meeting his parents in New Haven and continuing to New York City, the very same day. I miss him, but we have different lives. This way is right. Maybe I will see him when we are in New York together, but probably not. I hope so, anyway. The train ride will be wonderful. Books and music. They keep me steady, keep me going, keep me in search.

Today Dad took me to the JFK Presidential Library. After staring into the hazy sky over the ocean, I turned to see these words, said by John F. Kennedy:
"All this will not be finished in the first one hundred days. Nor will it be finished in the first one thousand days; nor in the life of this Administration; nor even perhaps in our lifetime on this planet. But let us begin."

Exactly. Let us begin.

Alison.

Two hundred dollars, a two hundred dollar train ticket and two days. I am ready.