Once in a while you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right.

by JessieAnne D'Amico

I haven’t written in months, maybe almost two years looking at the last one post I made.  I want to delete it because I feel it’s not written by the same person I am now.  I don’t look the same, I don’t think the same, but maybe that’s important to remember.  As I begin writing this, I have lived in New York City for seven days, one hour, fifty-six minutes and twenty-seven seconds.  Last night was the first alone in my 342 square foot apartment.  I have found myself 456 miles from home.  Meg Ryan’s voice in When Harry Met Sally and a cooling fan are acting as my background noise for the moment — in addition to brakes and horns and construction workers’ yells from the window, that is.  The combination is about all I can stomach yet... (Click to continue)

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