gotten a job...
met a boy
moved into a new apartment...
briefly reconnected with estranged father...
suffered lack of interest in the universe...
got more serious with boy...
watched the band of brothers series...
got even more serious with boy...
started painting...
wrote more music...
dropped a waist size...
debated going back to school...
longed to be back in New York...
spent time with friends...
spent even more time with boyfriend...
got a new job...
I guess I can keep going until this list becomes boringly long but instead I will simply say that it has been a slow and alarmingly fast 5 months. Slow because nothing HUGE has happened in my life and fast because I revived myself quicker than expected and have adopted some changes that make me wonder where the time went. For instance... I am now in a relationship that happened so fast I can't even explain its birth.
I think about new york every single day and I image what it would be like to be back there. I picture the streets I walked down every morning and I suddenly love the neighborhood I once hated. It always goes like that. Have something taken away and suddenly the desire to have it back swells and swells and almost starts to sting a little. A LOT actually. I miss new york so much it hurts!
but here I am... in Canada... in toronto.... in my apartment... wondering how the hell i got here and where the hell i'm going....
c'est la vie
