it took me a long time to admit, but it's true, the dream never left and it keeps coming back to me, in random flashbacks and rose-tinted reminders of times that i forgot to focus on because i was so overwhelmed by other things. i miss central park and the stoops in brooklyn, and hula hooping under tornadoes in williamsburg, i miss confusedly walking through the big city, i miss crazy people and bleecker street and times square, i miss sundowns over the midtown skyline, i miss walking brooklyn bridge and the amnh, i miss pizzas and bagels and joe's and the many faces in the sun, i miss the sun, the sun over new york city.