Listening to: Edge of Desire
I love New York. I love everything about this city, I love Times Square at 7 in the morning and I love bus rides and boat rides and shopping and the neighbourhoods and the people and just everything. I need to live here, sometime, even just for a little while.
I wish my feet would stop breaking every single time I want to do something like this. I wish my knee would stop seizing up. It would be a lot easier to walk. You know, just saying.
900 entries. 5 years of my life. Look at me. Look what I've accomplished. I'm a work in progress, but damn if I haven't made a lot of progress already.
I realized that I don't know if I'll be happy unless I can accomplish something big. I don't know what, since I have no particular aspirations to be a celebrity or something--so I'm not sure what kind of big it is. But something Big.