This is it.

I’m here.

I was finally riding around on the busy streets of New York City again. I missed everything about that place. I loved how small my problems and I felt compared to the buildings that towered over me. I loved how the chaos surrounded me but I could choose not to be a part of it. I recognize the sound of the racing subways, the unfamiliar faces in the crowds of people, the mix of smells from all around. It is a piece of me that I didn’t know was missing. I took a deep breath and started to charge into the city that I wished to get lost in when my eyes were open.

And that was when I found myself laying down in my bed, just waking up from a dream that I so hoped to be real.