I have 12 days left in the city. It’s crazy to me that I’ve been here for five weeks. To be honest with you, I’ve spent most of my time worrying about the days and weeks after I leave New York.
I have a bad habit of not living in the moment. I’m always thinking about what I need to do next; this summer was supposed to change that. I don’t regret the decisions I’ve made here, but If I could do it over again, I’d change a few things.
I didn’t have as much time to explore the city as I thought I would. Most times I felt like I was trapped. Like I’m in New York, but I’m not really in New York. I’m not going to sugar coat it- it sucked. However, there are some moments I’ll always remember.
This past weekend was my last weekend to live it up. As usual, things didn’t go as planned, but I still had a great time. In my next few posts I’ll share my favorite pictures and memories from the past five weeks.
P.S. I know I’ve been MIA, but bear with me, life has been kicking my ass.