Sudden Wondrous Poetry

I am moving back to nyc in just over a week...and here is why:

"The beauty of New York rests on a completely different base. It's unintentional. It arose independent of human design, like a stalagmitic cavern. Forms which are in themselves quite ugly turn up fortuitously, without design, in such incredible surroundings that they sparkle with a sudden wondrous poetry."

The Unbearable Lightness of Being, by Milan Kundera

Finding my way back home (if such a thing can ever exist?)after two years in Morocco...

P.S. A huge thank you to the talented Lyndsay over at Beautify My Blog for making my blog so pretty!