It reaches deep inside, lifts you up and drags you by your heart- your creative insides. You’re at its mercy, vulnerable and compliant, all you can do is peacefully surrender. And fuck yeah it’s bliss. You’re flying high, so cold it’s hard to smile, but you bet your trying, your feet are dead weight, tired and aching but you hardly notice. There’s not a chance in hell you’re going to miss a thing. You should be exhausted but there’s an electric charge pulsing through your veins and it’s not giving up. You beg for it to never die. Your eyes are alive, there’s a fire inside and you know you’ve arrived- New York. It’s not a city, it’s a universe! Inspiring your dreams and blissfully awakening your soul.