Welcome to New York
- Giovanna Amores
- Feb 4, 2020
- 2 min read
It wasn’t the first time I came here, carrying all these feelings on the airplane. A sensation of hope, happiness, bitterness, sadness. The eternal enigma of constant movement in my life, the space in time when you are nowhere and yet somewhere sitting on the plane. We all are the same, we feel and hope to arrive, and each destination has a special story to tell, even if it’s the most mundane one, we all are one during these hours until we land.
I’ve been around, probably thousands of places, many faces, bodies, sensations, cities, small towns, huge metropolis and infinitive miles and spaces. I laughed and cried with strangers that I never saw again, I don’t remember their names, but the smells and the faces sometimes are chasing me in my dreams. I don’t recall every detail and yet when I fantasize about a place or time I realized I lived it, it was not a chimera, it was and it's, in fact, my real life.
All the miles I crossed have always lead me to the same place, “The city that never sleeps”. Every single time, it doesn’t matter where I was, or how I was feeling, I end up walking through your streets, chasing music in every single alley, it felt like home, even if it wasn't, and every time I had to leave, this huge deep emptiness invaded me, I recall saying to myself “lady, we both know that our paths will cross again”
This time it was different or isn’t it? I’m not sure yet if I should devote myself to you for all eternity, you kiss me, push me, hug me, hit me, you give, you take, you feed me, you made me starve, you scream, you whisper. You know me, you feel my desperation to stay by your side, but also, you know there’s only one thing that I always do, and works perfectly to reboot my life, travel, so probably I’ll end up saying goodbye.
I need to scrutinize my sensations about you, I am sure you are the one. I have to believe and with the hope I had while I was landing I want to prevail. This is the time you and I will become one.
I put my foot out of the sky, it is you and I again, the great romance of my life, I’ll embrace you this time. I take a moment before my new adventure began, and so I read these words while I recall seeing this in the past: “Welcome to New York” and then again, everything starts.

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