Sequestered Sustenance.

I'm preparing for another move. Truly unbelievable - #5 in one year. This time a legitimate lease where my rent will be expected, and cashed on the 1st of the month. No more guessing, no more 'deals'. Just straight forward real estate. I've never been so excited for stability in this regard.

I am, however, sad to be leaving my neighborhood; the friends and neighbors I see daily. And The Owl. That's right. The Owl with a spinning head that resides on the cornice directly across the street from my bedroom window.

When I first moved to NYC a year ago, a hot date took me to a quaint little restaurant called The Little Owl. It was a lovely dinner and evening. Six months later, I moved into an apartment above The Little Owl, to find said cornice owl staring into my bedroom. The only way one would know the meaning behind the restaurant name is to see the owl from the apartments that over look it. That is nice. That is New York.

So, the same owl that welcomed me to Manhattan, is now bidding farewell as I prepare to depart the borough. Goodbye Manhattan. From now on I will study your skyline from across the East River.