30th
On the threshold of my ten year anniversary with New York…
It’s been a shitty week. For various undisclosed legal reasons my place of employment suddenly ceased to exist…and other stuff…bla bla bla. I moved here before I was legally old enough to buy cigarettes or porn. In this city I have been deliriously happy, and rock bottom miserable, balling and broke, drunk and high as a kite and stone cold sober, I’ve cheated, been cheated on, broken hearts and had my heart broken. I’ve been repulsed by or even apathetic towards men who at one point I loved so much that I thought would marry them. This too shall pass. The good and the bad. If your happy you won’t stay happy, but if your miserable that will end too. That’s all it is. Getting accustomed to constant inconstance. If you can make it there, you’ll make it anywhere…but you won’t know how to drive, or cook, and you’ll have a meltdown if bars close at 2.
