Take Me Back to Manhattan

I woke up this morning with an insatiable desire to be back in NYC. On the entire trip up I was impatient, excited, and straining my neck like a little girl trying to get a glimpse of the skyline.

I've been gone for a year and a half, almost to the day, and for the absolute first time I felt the pang of missing it.

Am I running away from my problems by shifting my focus back to the city? Or is my mission in Richmond acomplished, and now I'm ready to throw myself back into the challenges of something bigger?

Who's to say?