30 Days In New York – Day 28: In The Belly Of The Beast – All My Fears That Hold Me Back
I gasp. I wake up. I hear a car horn from my old Lower East Side apartment. I call it the dungeon. I like living in the dungeon. But tonight, I’m in the belly of the beast. I’ve crossed the threshold. I’m inside, but I’m not out. I’m still in the darkness. I’m in the…