I used to pinch myself everyday in new york, thinking, is this real life? I lived a dream I wasn’t aware I had and am so thankful for every single moment. (even the one at 3:30 am sitting on my stoop locked out ringing the doorbell and calling molly 25 times.) lately everything reminds me of my summer in the big city. videos of the jay-z concert sining empire state of mind, mojitos, clara my french friend messaging me, my growing black wardrobe, gossip girl. I miss the constant exposure to all sorts of different kinds of people. I miss sitting in the narciso rodriguez closet. I miss walking aimlessly and stumbling upon beautiful places and awesome stores. I miss my nights running along the river and am particularly envious of their cooler than georgia temperatures. I think maybe I’ll reconsider living there again one day.

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