Beauty Beyond Bones has hit the nail on the head with this post. We all need to be reminded of what she has to say. Love, Love, Love it! Thanks.
I was recently babysitting on a Friday night.
It was late. Midnight. And the apartment has these beautiful bay windows with plush window seats. Perfect to peer down onto the streets below. The cobblestone street, dotted with cafes, where people dine alfresco on the sidewalks outside. Or you look across the street at various rooftop parties, bustling underneath twinkle lights — NYC’s stand in for the stars we cannot see amid the bright city lights.
Now, don’t get the wrong idea. I am not some creeper.
I’m not some Pee-Wee Herman, fun house wacko.
But I frankly love to just watch the lights twinkle in the buildings and the waiters pop from table to table delivering drinks, friends gathering to celebrate birthdays, toast with margaritas, chat, laugh, and just be with one another.
And as I was watching all the…
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