There we were sitting in Tea & Sympathy and it was like no time had passed at all. More old friends coming into town to keep me company and it’s hard to think that one would need company in a city so large. We had walked from the East side to the West side through the Park and around the reservoir and could see from the north side, the city skyline. My friend looked at me earnestly and said “how can you look at this and not realize how great it is that you are here?”
Because, I thought to tell him, great isn’t just skylines. Because great can’t just be great views and great restaurants and tall buildings.
From the West side back to the East side we went to Bella Blu on Lexington for dinner where the bartender was burning napkins behind the bar and people were clapping at the flying sparks like they were sparklers on the fourth of July. After drinks uptown we walked home drunk and I thought that great is old friends and conversation and memories and not feeling like such an insignificant blip on the radar of such a massive city.
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