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Beginning With Breakfast

My day starts with a cup of coffee and ends with a glass of wine

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even on the darkest days

even on the darkest days

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This is probably the thing I miss most about camp- just being under nature’s natural blanket of warmth. That and endless summer days in the glorying sun…

This is probably the thing I miss most about camp- just being under nature’s natural blanket of warmth. That and endless summer days in the glorying sun…

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dear monday
i beg you for inspiration. 

dear monday

i beg you for inspiration. 

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Looks Like We Made It

"New York City, uh huh, Center of the universe, sing it girl"

I suppose RENT lyrics will never get old…

It’s been almost a month since NYC became home and I must say I have nothing but a good report. Strangely enough, NYC feels more like home than Boston did (gasp!). I don’t know if it was the time in my life (post college blues) or what but I felt very homesick in Boston and often longed for something more. Please don’t let that downsize the wonderful experience I had there or the magical people I met and I actually think we will live there again one day. However, something about this moment in my life, this chapter, this small fraction feels rather comfy in the rotten core of the Big Apple.

I’d like to say all degrees of life are in the positive but no need to lie- there is a big part of me that is dying a miserable death. I want it clearly stated that I never wanted the whole “I hate my job” aspect to be something people associated with me. Sadly I think it is but on the bright side I am taking the appropriate steps to get out of that negative spiral and anxiously looking forward to the arrival of something new.

Let’s get back to the positive. I love our apartment! Hardwood floors, wondrous views, door to door is 20 minutes to work, the neighborhood is booming with delicious food and the most diverse environment I’ve ever seen. Just blocks from the gym and seconds from the train, it has everything one could ask for. Starbucks is closer than my wallet can handle and fellow friends and a glorious big park are simply found in a New York minute. I’ve started figuring out the subway system and (hope I don’t jinx myself) but I haven’t gotten lost once! It may be this big, mean, mysterious city but I really think I’m tough enough to handle it.

In other news, my parents arrive Friday and excited doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel. I haven’t seen them since Thanksgiving which is officially the longest I’ve ever gone NOT seeing family. A big no no. I know my dad is going to constantly question how on Earth I could live here but I like to remind him this roadrunner, adventurous, determined personality of mine is simply a spin off of his. At my age, he was chasing the American highways on his motorcycle and following unknown dreams of intense soul searching. His highways are my subways and the soul searching is just beginning.

I suppose without question the best part of this move has been accomplishing something I’ve aspired to do since high school. Let me say that nearly everyone thought we were crazy to move here. I’ve heard every excuse in the book- we don’t have enough money, NYC will eat me alive, it’s not safe—- it goes on. First I thank everyone who knew we could do it but also I thank everyone who said we couldn’t. Those doubtful messages inspired me more than it should have but we did it. I’ve wanted to live in New York City for… ever. I’ve wanted that rush, that overwhelming feel, the loneliness on the subway, the comfort of the city noise and the peacefulness at dawn. It’s crazy to have made it here. The intense saving, the hours of desperately questioning my sanity- now I can say it was all worth it. And it was.

I guess I need to stir up a new dream so I can start chasing that one tomorrow.

(View of the Upper East Side/ Harlem from Astoria Park)

life’s best

life’s best

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