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The air was crisp, and the fog was thick. The clouds loomed over the city. I never really paid much attention to the skyline that was in perfect view, on the way to my loft, in the heart of the town. I couldn't stop thinking about Myasia, the woman from the plane. We decided to exchange numbers and planned to link up soon. Ironically she lived in Midtown not too far from me. I hope I get to see her before my next show. Although I don't know how long I can keep her a secret. My friends aren't homophobic, but they have skewed views about homosexuality. Perhaps they don't need to know about her until I know more. There is no way I'm going to mess up this opportunity to explore this mysterious journey that the universe has presented to me. I have exactly 14 days until my next gig in NYC. I will relax, shop and catch up on my favorite tv series. Oh, and I guess I can work on some new music too. Lately, I've been avoiding my creative craft. I ent...