I'm writing this current post surrounded by stacks of boxes, and swirls of dust bunnies that have been unearthed by dragging furniture from the corners of the apartment to get ready for the movers who will be here bright and early tomorrow morning to move me out of Brooklyn, and into my new home in Astoria.
Since moving to New York I've gotten to know Astoria due to some good friends that live in the area, and I've really come to feel like it is the place I'll be most at home. It's got a lot of lovely cafes and restaurants, a movie theatre and a beautiful independent bookstore all within easy walking distance. Plus, my favorite museum in the city is very close by. In addition to that, the trip into Manhattan for auditions has been cut short by twenty five minutes, and I'm awfully glad about that.
There are certainly some things I'll miss in Crown Heights, like Pel's Pies, The Brooklyn Central Library, and the church bells I can hear chiming from my window every morning, but despite the fact that this move has been challenging, I do feel it will be for the best. My current roommate situation has become too complex to be sustainable, and these are things people can't always predict when they enter into a new living situation. You get a good feeling about it, you take a leap of faith, and sometimes it doesn't work out. But in spite of a difficult month getting prepared for this move, and some sleepless nights stressing over the unknown, it looks like things have all fallen into place. I know the new place won't be perfect, as there are certain compromises anywhere you live, but I'm very excited about it and hopes are high!
It feels like early on in our lives, every one of us is convinced to cast aside a piece of ourselves. Whether that something is as big as a sexual preference or as seemingly insignificant as a favorite color. Here's my journey to taking those pieces back.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Cursive
Last week I returned to doing my morning pages , a practice I was committed to for years, and then abandoned, at least partially in the d...
-
When October rolls around I find myself, like everyone else, wanting to celebrate and soak in all things spooky, mysterious and frightening....
-
If you want a real peek at a celebrity's impish side, the way they might have appeared at a cocktail party, AND you're inter...
No comments:
Post a Comment