“On any person who desires such queer prizes, New York will bestow the gift of loneliness and the gift of privacy.” – E.B. White, “Here Is New York” (1948)

I’ve just spent the weekend in New York City. Dave had other commitments so I went down with a friend and had roughly two days of intense city atmosphere. It reminded me a little of who I am and where I’ve been.

Once upon a time, I was a happy loner. Today after two marriages of some duration, I am in the near constant company of my spouse. Although I love and cherish him, in some ways I’ve feared I had lost the ability to be on my own.

I can hardly claim to have been completely on my own this weekend, much of the trip was with a very capable former New Yorker, but I did have a taste of how I used to be and I’m relieved that I do still have the inner resources required to get by.