It's been a long time since I've thought about you. That time in my life when I felt so out of wack, so determined to make something of myself, and just itching for the opportunity to start over. Giving NYC another shot after one *unpaid* not-the-career-for-me internship in entertaiment PR the previous summer was...how can I put it? A leap of freaking faith. A big one. My parents remember me calling them the summer of '04 in tears trying to juggle it all. And now I was choosing to go back but with a whole new agenda. A job possibility of my 22yr*oops 23* old dreams and a variety of people who also made their way there post-graduation. It was bumpy at first but as I settled into my new normal and came to know what made ME happy ....well those tears from summer's past turned to ones of joy. A slow process that is the evolution of one's character and self.
In the years that gone by, this city has made.my.life. Literally. I've grown into my career, I found my husband and I've made a circle of friends who all call this crazy town home. I've tried foods and studios and gyms and wine bars galore and can point out the exact nook of Central Park where we got engaged. I've lived in 3 different neighborhoods(UES, East Village, Chelsea) and have memories from each that stir the nostalgia within me. Who knows how long we will be here? Maybe forever. Probably not. But what I know for sure is that I will always in some capacity be a Manhattanite.