By the time this post gets published, I should be well on my way to the airport bound for my flight back home to LA. I had an amazing time in the city this time around ... it was great sharing the weekend with Darion, who is an absolute pleasure to hang out with. He has really become one of my very good friends and I feel lucky to have him in my life. I got to see Madonna
on stage and I got to celebrate Cinco de Mayo with my girl Monique. But, this weekend was especially great because of the time I got to spend with David. David was not feeling very well last Saturday but he managed to make the trek out to Brooklyn for the Cherry Blossom Festival
anyways. He took me to the festival on one of my first trips to NYC to be with him at the start of our relationship and he wanted to come out to share the day with me again. He likes to call it "our place" so you can see how special it was that he would make every effort to come to the festival despite his illness.
As I type this, the bright sun is shining and a warm breeze is blowing in thru the open window. I can hear the traffic below and a little part of me is screaming "stay in NYC!" Even still, I'm very much looking forward to going home again. I miss my shorts and flip-flops ... Steph and Alek
are home from France and I've missed them. It'll be good to be home again ... but I'll be back in NY again soon. You can count on it.