Hey readers, Its September me talking, this blog post however, was something I wrote in August to reflect over my trip to NYC. I didn’t want to just throw away this post because I think its important to give my trip the closure it needed. So here is a freshly returned August me talking about my time away from home.
Happy August readers! Today’s post is a short one.
It has been a full week since I’ve come home. And honestly, I’m a little undecided about how I feel about it. Part of me is very happy to be home, in my own bed, reunited with my dog. The other half of me misses the east coast and the conveniently close bagel and pizza shops. Some things about both places, remain the same. No matter where I am, I will always miss my friends whether it is the ones at home or the ones I made at Pratt. Each place is filled with beautiful memories and unforgettable moments. And each side holds a different appeal that makes you want to stay there and never leave.
But this post is about my experience at New York.
The city of bright lights and many noises filled me with a new independence I thought I would never have. I had to adapt, learn, and blossom in a very unfamiliar setting. I grew creatively, mentally, and physically.
I miss the coffee. I miss the subway. I miss my roommate. I miss the freedom.
Part of me wants to tell you about every single detail of my month away from home, but to be honest, It’s almost something I want to keep for myself. New York, besides a beautiful opportunity, was a time for me to discover the many unanswered questions that we all have. A time of discovery. A time of learning.
The only real feeling I have about New York, now that I’m home, is thankful.
And I forever will be thankful for the experience it had given me.
So New York…. till next time.
Remember, Make happy YOUR habit,
P.S. I’m sorry I didn’t give the details most you probably want, but I have to keep some things private, yeah? All the love and then some more!