The New York City skyline is unlike anything you can fully describe. It's not something you can compare, you can only feel the city for itself. Maybe it is the fact that I live in a town where the stars always clear and the only light pollution is a full moon; but there is something magical about a place like this. When you are in it, you are in a world of dreamers who have goals that some would see as crazy and pathetic. Me? I think it's fantastic. Yet, if you stand behind the water and look across you will see more than a city. The sky is protected by a layer of clouds that cast a purple hue across the dreamers world. The stars may not be in the sky, but if you look below the clouds you will see that they have simply fallen into place in the pattern of a skyline.
That is my city.
