I’m on my way to New York. It’s honestly bringing up a lot of memories and feelings for me, although I plan to see another friend living in the city… coming/going there I feel a bit of anxiety, like I can’t navigate the place on my own, like I did as a teenager. I don’t know why I feel like this, I just do.
I feel unprepared.
It’s odd.
Too late to stay in Boston though, the bus just took off.
Conclusion: I made plenty of new memories in New York. The Museum of Sex is really fun now, and like before on my impromptu trip here, Central Park has a bigger pond, which looks as if it’s getting expanded.
It sucks that we are the way that we are right now, and I hope there’s light in the future, but knowing things change, even that environments can grow and become like new gives me hope that maybe feelings in people do as well.
Who knows, maybe one of those dreams I keep having of you will come true.
Love’ya, ttyl. ✌️