Well, sort of. I mean I am here in the city, finally and living my life. I have a job, I have an apartment, I have new and old belongings, I have familiar and foreign places. Sprinkle that with a few choice people and Voila! Life so far in NYC.
I looked back at my few blogs before I made the journey and it's interesting that my head space isn't much different. Whirling, swirling, tumultuous mixed with peace. That's me! It's just now, I don't have the creature comforts of home or the people that I relied on for so long as a sanctuary. The process has been fascinating, infuriating and confusing. I am learning to forge new relationships, pathways and nooks for myself here. I love this city. I don't even mind that my boogers are not the right color at the end of most days or that my skin has weird little bumps that are inexplicable. P says it's the air up here and that I need to just be prepared for my body to go through changes too. WHAT?!! You mean I have to deal with physiological AND emotional issues? Aw, man. Crap. Ok. I am. The Sanford and Son loop that has played in my head since childhood has been merged with the Facts of Life theme song now too.
Remind me to get a casio keyboard and plink that one out for you.
More to follow. I'm taking myself home for a mani/pedi/wine and sausage party with the roomie.
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