I call it home

I complain about New Yawk in general and my hometown specifically quite a bit. Usually with good reason.

Today was a rare exception. I left work and picked up MrsZ downtown, we had breakfast together, and then dropped my truck off at the shop owned by folks I grew up two doors from. We walked to the bus stop a block away, dropping off a library book on the way. She got on the bus and went on up the hill to work. I walked three blocks to Starbucks for a froofroo frozen thing. Another two blocks and i'm in the shade in a small park. It's just shy of seventy and very sunny.

Sometimes upstate Noo Yawk isn't so bad... I call it home.