The rumour is true. I’m struggling with infidelity.
Having always been Sydney’s girl, I now find myself wanting to be with New York.
Why did I not feel this after last year’s trip, I wonder?
I keep telling myself that I was based mainly in the Upper West Side in swank Woody Allen-ville, hardly Real Life, you see? And yet… I want to be there still.
Listening/Loving: Holy Grail by Jay Z