You can roam around the streets with your hands in your pockets, embarking on an adventure with no exact destination. You can grab a cup of coffee at one of the hundreds of Starbucks located in the area. You can taste the souls of the starving street musicians playing on the corner. You can embrace that sense of security of the tall buildings towering over your head. You can ponder over the graffiti art that has been plastered on the brick walls. You can observe the people around you, knowing that each one has their own story to tell. You can be a somebody. You can be a nobody. You can be whoever you want to be.
^this is why I love NYC. gah i wanna go back.