last hurrah

Luisa and I went to Central Park for a last picnic and my last night was on Tuesday. The people at the lab threw a going-away party (which left me immensely flattered and satisfied).
I have left the drizzle of air-conditioner rain, whistling men and little red dots* behind me.  

*the experiment I set up and processed data for, was, simply put, a little red dot moving to and fro on a computer screen.

I am glad to be home in a way I wasn't after Berlin and Moscow. Perhaps because I have always had a (somewhat dreaded) feeling that I will eventually end up living - suffering, struggling - in NYC. It is a good place to be young with money.