Early Mornings

5 thoughts on “Early Mornings”

  1. Nooo you would want to live in NYC. Where I live is so quiet that I can’t wake up early enough for school. You need noise in the morning and not some soft bird chirping noises that you can keep on sleeping to 🙂

  2. I haven’t lived in NY (Redhook) since I was 7, but I remember the noise outside the window. I don’t miss it lol. (I moved to NC to live with my Grandma) I like the peace and quiet of the country. I loved walking through the yard barefoot and picking flowers and playing in the fields. Now I live in Colorado. Not much peace here either or grass for that matter…. but it’s home til I can get back to my peaceful NC.

  3. I used to live in the suburbs of Sydney when I was younger with a freeway right behind my house that I grew very used to listening to, so much so that the shaky, loud, grumbling of fleet trucks and morons screeching their brakes bothered me no more. I thought I could handle anything, I thought I was brave, bold… shit, I thought I was batman….

    And then, I got to New York and didn’t sleep for the entire 18 days that I spent holidaying.

    By the time I got home, my pupils were so dilated that my family thought I’d been influenced by the seedy underworld of New York and accused me of being a drug addict*.

    True story!

    *this may or may not be a true story.

  4. Your writing is glorious. I don’t know if you listen to Ani DiFranco at all, but in one of her songs, titled “Cradle and All” she says: “I live in New York, New York, the city that never shuts up.” Just reminded me of your post. Keep blogging; your stories intrigue me!

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