Sometimes you need to step away

I remember when I left NY I was happy, more than happy to leave. I thought I would never want to come back ever again. It was home but I was sick of it.
Now, I'm taking pictures of my favourite places like if it was the first time. Sometimes I think you just need to step away and see everything from the distance to come back with your heart ready to love and get involved.
I love my city, NY you are home to me