Thinking a lot about New York lately. About last summer. About this coming summer. About my relationship with this place. About the idea of place. And a state of contentment.
I can’t quite fully process the idea that such a known city with an ever changing population can hold such an intense and personally specific meaning to such a large number of people.
So, that’s what I’ve been thinking about. And the fact that I have to start applying for internships again. Yoiks.