back into the trenches of society...

I have come to the realization that while i would love to be rich, or at least well off on my own in the world of poseurs and priests, I will forever remain fascinated with the fringes of society. The idea of being sequestered in some fortified office building, sheltered from the huddled masses, and then whisked away into the quiet night to a secluded suburban community of drones, I just don't think I'm cut out for that American nightmare. In fact, I would say that it is within that bottled up homogeny that I am most anxious, where i would venture to say the average person constantly edgy when put into my confines on the hallowed New York City streets. This is NOT to say that i am by any means some sort of bohemian street urchin, looking for a hand out or a free ride. My whole existence thus far has been rather charmed in all honesty, except for a few minor discrepancies and a few earth shattering falls from grace. It more that despite any heeled or toad upbringing, i have always found solace in the frenetic insanity of the city streets - my creative mind spring has always been fed by the Hudson river. Lest i ramble on for another fortnight with vicissitudes of vocabulary and arrogant assumptions, i will end this thought- move on to the next, as i usually do and continue to pontificate as to where my veracious verbosity might lead me astray the next time??