As I’ve been packing my shit up for NYC, I’ve gotten rather nostalgic. I’m still very much excited to get to the city, but now the reality of it all is starting to set in, and one part of me is like ‘oh shit FINALLY’…then the other is like ‘fuck Im gonna be broke for a minute. & possibly couch surfing for a few weeks’. But, folks didn’t make it by being comfortable all the time, right? I’m gonna miss all my friends, but also excited about all the new folks I’ll be meeting.
I got this. :]