I had spent the last two hours
exploring Grand Central
Station - took lots of photos,
which I’m sure will be one
of the paintings I’ll do for
Purdue University. But I
was beat and ready to call
it a day. The walk back to
my hotel was just a few
blocks down Park Avenue,
with a pit stop into Starbucks
for a mocha frappacino.
Oh yea.
As I left Grand Central, the
dusky light was calming -
and instantly I was homesick.
That happens to me every
night when I’m away - I’m very
much a homebody. But, indeed, I was looking
forward to relaxing and looking over my photos of the day.
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