I am in New York City.
I was in Savannah this morning.
Somehow I got to my apartment in spite of my sensory overload.
Carried my suitcases up 4 flights of stairs.
I live in Soho.
My room is the size of our pantry at home.
I kind of love it.
List of furniture in my room includes: mattress on floor. my two suitcases stacked to make a table. That’s it.
I kind of love it.
All of this really doesn’t matter because of one thing that I do have in my room: Exposed Brick. Dream come true.
I REALLY LOVE IT.
Although, the concrete in-between the bricks sort of looks like meatloaf…
But there’s also a window. So, I’m set.
The internet is named “Wafflefries.”
I found a dead cockroach on my floor.
I hate that, but I am grateful that it was dead.
New york was really scary to me for about two hours.
I was considering what my summer would look like if I literally just went to work everyday and never did anything else.
I was ok with that plan for about two hours.
Turns out, I just needed a nap.
I have two roommates.
Roommate number 1: Ashley. 26. Born in Chicago. Grew up in Florida. Moved to New York. Moved back to Florida. Moved back to New York. Freelance something.
Roommate number 2: Julio. Pronounced like Julia. But with an O. (Boy). 22. Senior at Bard. Intern at HBO for the summer.
He said he really liked my hair.
Quote: “By the way, I really like your hair. It’s awesome.”
Wow, Julio. Slow your roll. I’m not that kind of intern.
These people will work, I suppose.
But I miss my real roommates.
But not that bad.
I miss you guys REALLLL bad.
Julio took me to Trader Joe’s down the street.
Yes. Trader Joe’s = down the street. What up.
Not a date.
I didn’t really know what to buy.
Ended up getting asparagus and Raspberry Sorbet.
I’m doing my best to confuse Julio.
David, my cashier at TJ’s, told me to try the peach sorbet next time because it’s the best ever.
Doesn’t take much.
Decided that I was going to spend the rest of the night sitting on my bed and coming to terms with all recent developments.
Realized I had to drop off my rent.
This, of course, changed my plans of being a bump on a log.
I began to realize that I live in an amazing area.
I began to remember why I love New York so much.
I began smiling.
I couldn’t stop smiling.
Dropped off the rent.
Found where I work.
Walked back to my apartment… I need to think of a cooler name for my apartment… TBD.
Stumbled upon a lot of cool restaurants.
Stumbled upon an indoor park. (pictured above)
Phone died four blocks from home, but I found my apartment anyway!!!! Victories!
Including my first impressions of both of my roommates.
I’m excited to see our relationship play out.
I am having dinner with Wren tonight.
I have work tomorrow.
I get to see Tracy at some point this weekend.
I am having dinner with Beth Anne on Saturday.
That is the extent of my schedule.
Oh, wow. What a freaking day to be alive.
And you know what else is really great? I’ve gotten to talk to nearly everyone that I really love today (well, that’s a lie… I didn’t talk to a lot of you, but… anyway…) and almost all of those people have such exciting things happening this summer!
This summer has been officially dubbed as the summer of dreams. I will be sure to keep you all posted on the adventures of this summer.
***WREN JUST TEXTED ME AND SAID SHE IS TAKING ME TO A RESTAURANT THAT ONLY SERVES VARIATIONS OF MAC AND CHEESE. I’M SPEECHLESS.***
Wow. wow. wow. How did I get here? I’m so confused.