This may surprise some people but I do like a long walk once in awhile... especially at night. There's something magical about the city at night when building lights shine bright against the dark blue sky. I always love walking around the city after a long day at work looking at the skyscrapers and thinking about the people in it.
The man in what seems to be the 17th floor is on overtime again... his wife will have his head when he gets home. That woman is looking a bit parched. She's rushing to a late meeting or a lovers' rendezvous with no time to get a bottle of water. Yes. I consider
walking around the city at night as one of my favorite things in this world.
Maybe in the future, when I'm old and gray, there will be another with me. His wrinkled arm entwined with mine, our what-used-to-be-fashionable clothes brushing against each other. It would be simple and we would talk about how much we love the city at night.
