One year ago yesterday, the photos above commemorated day one of "move day", followed by lunch in Dana Point with my friend Elizabeth and the purchase of a surf shop version of a pea coat when I thought, "Hmmm, this might be good when the weather gets a little colder..."
Day 2 of "Move day" was today, the 16th, with a one way ticket east from LAX to JFK, arriving in the evening and moving into Carly's room for 10 days before the co-op board in my building could meet and determine whether or not I was a worthy residential candidate. New York's version of a 'soft landing'.
Those first several weeks were very much blur, as I began adjusting to everything new again, from the OC Heroes to the Masters of the Universe, commuting by subway instead of car, listening to the BQE instead of song birds in my tree, wearing socks again...
The first weekend I arrived in NYC I turned down a trip to the beach as I was feeling a little out of sorts and questioning why in the world I thought moving back to New York was a good idea. My friend and colleague Adam read my blog post and sent me a text that afternoon,that I saved and stumbled upon earlier this week:
"Just saw your blog. While you don't know why you moved yet, there was a def reason u felt compelled to go. So my advice is sit back, relax, enjoy the ride and when the reason reveals itself, whenever it does...and it will eventually. You will know then. Until then go buy a warm coat and go get reacquainted with NYC!"
Adam's text had the same theme as the name of the CD Jeremy made me before I left, and was the big lesson I finally learned this past year:
Enjoying the Ride.
Happy September 16 everyone!
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