I'm writing this in notepad (or whatever apple calls their version of notepad) because, in this super-swanky hotel in Times Square where dual showerheads, hip modern art, and HD flatscreens reign, we have to pay $15 for 24 hours of internet access. We sort of need computers to, you know, plan this little adventure, so we're getting it for tomorrow, which is probably when this will be posted.
As I was driving out of New Hampshire yesterday, I kept thinking to myself, I need to go out into the woods and lay down on the ground and just breathe and watch the trees. That is exactly what I need.
I'm pretty unfamiliar with the geography of New York City, but the knowledge I've pieced together tells me that it might be the absolute wrong place for my tree-hugging self-medication.
The nature walks will have to wait until next Tuesday and Wednesday; this week, my friends, I am very happy to report that I will be blogging from NYC. If it was good enough for Holden Caufield, it's good enough for me.
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