I miss the city already, and I'm not even gone.
Goodbye to the man that barked at me every time I passed him. Goodbye to the "animal riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiights" lady. Goodbye to the boys who ran down the tracks of the subway from one stop to the next. Goodbye to the bus driver that mowed down a crowd of people in Times Square. Goodbye to the mouseys that live in the subway tracks and scurry every time a train comes. Goodbye to all the people trying to give me pieces of paper I don't want.
