It's not about the destination

It's about the journey.

That is the mindset I have adopted from my friend, Warren, about trips into the city. Needing a goal, an errand, a destination to spend time in the city is silly. Instead, the time spent in the city leading up to that goal, if there is one, is worth it in it of itself. Tonight I went into the city with him and my friend Kristen. I had a few loose goals: see if I can pick up a book at the library, and hunt down a Frame store to finally frame a print of a painting I purchased a few months ago. Warrens only goal was to get into the Mozart show at Lincoln Center.

All of this backfired. The library was closed by the time we got into the city, and they don't carry the novel at Barnes & Noble. The frame store was closed by the time we got to it, and the show was sold out. Nonetheless we were mobile from 5:15 to 10:15. Even though we accomplished none of our goals, we all still agreed we were happier to have made the trip than not.