Finding a roommate has been way more difficult than I thought. I'm actually considering moving back to Williamsburg if I can find a room available. The truth is I left my heart behind when I moved from there. It's the only home I've had since moving to NY in 2001 and I'm kind of miserable living in Bushwick where I stick out like a sore thumb, and can't walk home at night by myself for fear of gettin stabbed. It's also hella noisy in this apartment and sometimes I get woken up in the middle of the night by people shouting outside my window.
I had a lovely Saturday afternoon this past weekend. I spent all day sitting in the park, rocking my tube top and summer skirt, laughing, catching up and playing Scrabble with an old friend, and also made some new ones. I hope for more of these kinds of days in the near future. Let this be the summer of healing from last summer of suck.
