Two Lands

Tonight is Christmas Eve. I am heading back to Massachusetts. It will be like heading out of an inferno into a paradise. The tone of New York in the past few weeks has been sickening, to say the least. Holiday spirit is shot, no pun intended. Most New Yorkers have a cloud over their head that even Santa Claus cannot remove. Groups of people now gather to riot instead of carol. Singing  words of peace have been replaced with chanting words of hate. I will enter Interstate 95 from the land of chaos and exit it in the land of calm. I wish everyone could follow me.