Finally at the apartment and i unpacked everything(almost)! I can breathe a little calmer and a tad slower. I’ve organized, folded and cleaned. Laid out my sentimental goods and memories and now, I’m just laying here. I feel.. Settled. Finally a home. In New York city. Three months ago, I only moved to NY. all my boxes stayed packed because it was only temporary. It was suffocating and uneasy in the chest. Few close friends all know that those days were pretty difficult. Kinda interesting for instance, I had to share a full size bed with Catrina. Haha, nights were quite memorable and with no doubt, it will be stories for the beyond. To sum it up, hilariousness was the card. But frustration was also entwined because I couldn’t curl up in my fetal position to smoothly sleep without Cat nudging me for more room. Now, we have our own rooms. And you know what happened on our first night being able to sleep separately? Haha, we watched a movie and fell asleep in my room. Life, is full of adventures. Enjoy with love/new people and bicker off the side.These adventures have so many emotions that come included. From finding ways to travel back home for a glimpse of my parents and love ones to just walking the New York streets, it’s all wonderful. Even conflicts has its character. I’m living in the life I planned for myself. Alone in a far away city from home. Whenever a toughie comes long, I’ve told myself, “I wanted this. I wanted to suffer. Go through hardships. To build myself and understand what it’s like to have success and really appreciate it. Because when I have it, I created it.”
Can’t fucking wait to come home! A total of nine days. Epic.
