Tuesday in the afternoon New York

Thanks to the jet lag I woke up a little bit late. I decided to go in Central Park to take a breath, I've already been in New York.

I felt in love with Central Park since the first time, such a pleasant place surrounded by all this noise. I sat on a bench, with this song from Frank Sinatra in my head and felt asleep. Unexpectedly I felt a kick. I jumped out. No one once more. I wrote that in my notes.

"12.08-shiver/sweet touch"

"12.09-hit"

Confused I came back at the hotel. My next flight was scheduled Friday, I saw on a billboard there were the Wizards against the Knicks tonight.Also walked across Times Square, arrived at the Madison Square Garden. The Knicks won, after that huge match, I phoned a taxi, to landed in my bed.