I’m learning to walk again. The leg soreness feels amazing. For two weeks, I’ve been hoofing it while working in New York City, accumulating over a dozen miles discovering delicious Chinese food in Jamaica Queens, mouth-watering pizza in the Bronx and a scrumptious diner burger in Brooklyn.
Where I live, in suburban Atlanta, no one walks unless it’s on a gym treadmill. I think I’ve been missing something as a result. Being out of my car, I smell the city, hear the bustle, and absorb the culture. While I miss the sweet tea philosophy of Georgia, I’m appreciating New York’s walk.
I’m working a project in New York City for the next few weeks. I’ve been several times, as a tourist and working. But it had been several years since I’d been here, 2007, I think. This piece is for my buddy velvet from www.velvetverbosity.com and her “Tea” prompt.
Today’s song is from Foo Fighters. Let it rip…and walk it off.
I wrote two books. They got good reviews. The third one, a sequel to the first, Woman Of Troy, is on the way, next month.
The Ballad of Helene Troy, an underdog story about a female musician in New York City, and Soul To Body, about an ex-1990s guitar player trying to raise his teenage daughter after the death of his wife, her mother, are available, digitally, on Amazon.com for your kindles, and in paperback from Lulu.com