Winter

I walk out from a restaurant in Soho and I feel the cold hitting my face... My first Winter in New York.

I get home. I love it when it's dark and the first thing I see when I open the door is the lights from the Empire State building, reminding me where I am.

I am staying in the city during the Holidays. It is the first time in my life that I'm not coming back home for Christmas. I look at the pictures of my life-long friends and I realize how much I miss them. I met them when I was a kid. And now... well. We chose different paths, but the link is still there. I just need five minutes and a coffee. So many memories. So many magic moments. Holidays. Little things. Decisions that change your life path in a second.

I never liked Winter until now. I feel this season is giving me a lot of energy. Or maybe is the city. I want to do more. I want to do it better. And, as always, I want it all right now.