"It always smelled like it was raining outside,
even if it wasn't,
and you were in the only nice, dry,
cozy place in the world."
- J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
New York has a distinctive smell to it - even as it rains on heaping piles of snow.
Maybe not a smell so much as it is a feeling.
And so as we walked the streets in the cold rain and sought comfort
in warm store fronts and delicious eateries,
I felt nothing but cozy exploring the city with my husband
and our dear upper-west side friends.
I had a hard time getting up this morning,
but I feel inspired about this week and our weekend trip ahead.
Maybe not a smell so much as it is a feeling.
And so as we walked the streets in the cold rain and sought comfort
in warm store fronts and delicious eateries,
I felt nothing but cozy exploring the city with my husband
and our dear upper-west side friends.
I had a hard time getting up this morning,
but I feel inspired about this week and our weekend trip ahead.
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