I've decided to go early. Two weeks from tonight, when I get off work, I'll drive to Connecticut then take the train into New York City. My plan is still pretty vague. I aim to stay out for, and cover the five buroughs in, 24 hours. At or about the top of every hour I'll sit down and write for ten minutes. In the course of each hour, I'll take four photographs. I have no itinerary. I'm not sure for how much of the trek I'll be on my own and how much with my brother and sister-in-law. The bottom line is I don't know much, and that's how I like it. But I do know I'm itching to get going.
Friday, May 6, 2011
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