I've got New York City on the brain. It was great on so many levels, but mostly because I went by myself. Fuck yeah I did. It would have been great to go with someone, but I went by myself, and got lost, and had fun, and met people, and it was always just me. I got to hang out with two friends who are really just so lovely together. It was so nice to be around such a great team; kind of inspiring in a way. It was also so great to be there on my own. If I wanted to do something, I had to do it, no one else would push me to. It was scary sometimes, but scary is okay; scary works. There is a sense of accomplishment gained from not letting scary win. Fear of the unknown, that butterfly feeling, having no fucking clue what's going to happen next, those are all scary, but really neat and great things can happen, and from scary you find out what you're really like, and how you react when you don't have the comfort of "this has happened before."
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