Interview

Getting old enough to have clear priorities and goals. Where, how, with whom. General direction is no longer acceptable, I can sense the anxiety raising from within.

Sitting in a decent restaurant, having dinner; I'm not looking at her — I'm observing, scanning, scrutinising, watching her perhaps too closely, studying her too attentively. I cannot help it. It's necessary.

I'm staging similar meetings with a number of them. Doing the maths with no emotions. If I choose, I have to choose right. Once I get the answer for this question, I'll fill in the other two easily.

New York is fine

It's my last night around. It's quite late but this city truly never sleeps. Having beers in B Bar with a bunch of random friends, pub-crawling for few hours, then taking a cab to mid-Manhattan and slowing down. A chat in a lobby and leaving for Times Square, just for a short moment. Very late supper in a local Yoshinoya, it reminds me of the good old times. A photograph, then off. Off to Harlem, that is. Such a great neighbourhood! I'll miss it here.

JFK at noon. I'm home by the next morning, happy and sad at the same time. How was it, they keep asking me; and I just answer fine. New York is fine.