So, yes I love to write in the middle of 'it' - life that is..kind of..'It' has been sucking me up lately: I'm totally merging in my life here. I'm changing back to who I am - will I be able to hold on when I'm back in NL?
Owh to go back..What a joyful and dreadful subject. I'm home here - I love my life (most of the time) here. I'll miss my new friends. I'll miss living in this amazing, crazy, warm, vibrant city..But going home will be good too: seeing my family, my friends..Finishing school.
I know God brought me here..He knew I would grow and now I'm thinking 'do I need to give up again to follow Him? What did this prepare me for?'
Oh yes..middle of life: I'm sitting in Herald Square right now. It is a little triangle, two busy streets on the long sides. People sit here waiting, some eat dinner..on my left there's a couple who probably haven't seen each other in a while: we have one of those please-get-a-room-situations going on over here.. Right in front of me there was a young dad with his ice cream eating son. They just left because the little boy got upset because his dad fixed his ice cream...Families, visitors, homeless people, groups of friends..the sun is out..there's a light, warm breeze... Occasionally, some BBQ smells fly by; the street vendor on the corner. All happening right this second as I am waiting for a friend:) We're going to a concert tonight - my first one in NYC!!
So, someone just asked me if I am a writer..funny.. I like how people make small talk or ask questions (kind of personal ones) to total strangers. He noticed that I'm observing people and writing. 1+1 must be 2:) Cute. I'll take it as a compliment.
Life in New York: Bryant Park lunches with friends, a concert tonight, and a movie/dance party at my place tomorrow..
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