New York City - for my Mandy :)

Where every human is forced to live a minimalist life
Where your dwelling is the size of an extra large closet
And you learn to keep everything you need during the day in your bag
Everything you once kept in your car

The entire island is a tourist attraction
And no one has privacy
Every minute of every day there are people on the streets
And your solitude is challenged

Where no "local spot" exists
The locals are global
And the accents are New York - ish...
But everyone is from some - where

Where suddenly mass transit is the quickest route to anywhere
And you learn to squeeze in no matter how many people are already on the train
Where you call the subway the train
And the train, the train?

Where ANYONE can live out there passion
No matter how great or small
Where playing your guitar in the subway and singing your heart out
Makes you and everyone around you smile

And sometimes your passions finds you
And forces you through guilt to pursue it
Because New York City is the center of the universe
And you can't help but be you