Journal

Waking Up In NYC

The sweet melodies of birds, the soft sound of the wind. Racing cars and hasty footsteps feel like a distant memory in this newfound stillness.

Barely awake, she glances out of her window to the soft sunlight shining through empty streets. This was a side of New York she had never seen. Embracing the serenity and peace while she still can, she knows that is it rare in the city that never sleeps. As the hazy fragments of her dreams slowly fade, she dresses confidently in her most treasured jeans. Ready for a new day in the city.