Now and then

NYC is gorgeous the way a Jackson Pollock painting is, full of color and chaos. And when I left, I realized how enamored I was by that city and can't wait to go back. But now I find myself back home in a place all too familiar yet foreign. It's always that same feeling when I come back that I can't pinpoint but it's as if I'm viewing everything through blurred lens. I recognize the outlines of the same buildings and peoples from before but they're all changed. But so it goes, and here I am to spend the next two and half week reverting back to a complete geek stage where I'll be reading comics, watching all the movies I haven't seen in theaters the past year and gaming my little heart out. Final Fantasy, how I have missed you.