Chapitre 2: Tuesday in the afternoon New York
Thanks to the jet lag I woke up a little bit late. I decided to go in Central Park to take a breath, I've already been in New York.
I felt in love with Central Park since the first time, such a pleasant place surrounded by all this noise. I sat on a bench, with this song from Frank Sinatra in my head and felt asleep. Unexpectedly I felt a kick. I jumped out. No one once more. I wrote that in my notes.
"12.08-shiver/sweet touch"
"12.09-hit"
Confused I came back at the hotel. My next flight was scheduled Friday, I saw on a billboard there were the Wizards against the Knicks tonight.Also walked across Times Square, arrived at the Madison Square Garden. The Knicks won, after that huge match, I phoned a taxi, to landed in my bed.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone