New York

Everything has to balance itself out. As beautiful Manhattan can be, it is set with a circle of dumps. Manhattan deserves its fame though. And such a treat for human studies. I could just grab random faces from the cround and disect their lives, to lay out what drives them, what effects their life, their thoughts and experiences. Such a variety... I walked around Chinatown for an hour. I walked so far into it that eventually I was the only nonasian face. I have a great respect and admiration for their culture, by the way.
Chinatown is humangous. It eventually swallows you whole and for a second you forget you are in New York. There were fewer and fewer signs in English, soon the havos of smells and noise of minimarkets and the buzzing life around them becomes a part of you.

I read in a science magazine that blogging can be therapeutical. So here I am. For some reason it's hard to focus once I get to sit down and stare at the blank screen. During the day I have a million thoughts in my head. I wish I could just hook my brain to the processor.
Since nobody really reads this blog I can use it for storing the mess I've got in my head.
I've talked to my niece about day dreaming. She is the only person so far that I came across who easily retrieves into a different world. You know on a long bus ride (I had plenty of those ...) your mind levitates into a different place. It's similar to watching a movie in your head.
I wonder if there is anyone else who has this day dreaming attached to their daily lives.