Where to start, or stop?
A few weeks ago, I went out to lunch and the MoMA in NYC with a friend. I really had no interest in hooking up with this friend, though I suppose that wasn't made clear enough. So all afternoon he had his hand on my back, etc. And it bothered me. And then he was rude to a bank teller, and that really pushed me over the limit. I left him in midtown Manhattan and went back to Queens, got in my car, and took a drive. I wanted to drive to clear my head, and if you don't go north or into Long Island, your only option is west, through NJ. And by the time you can't see NYC anymore, you're only 30 minutes away from Philadelphia. I realized I didn't want to be in "The City" all weekend, and I didn't have business in town till Tuesday. So why spend the weekend somewhere I didn't want to be?
So I drove to Philadelphia at 10pm and arrived near 1am. I slept in my car and the next day stuck a wet finger in the air and the wind directed me to South Street. I made friends at a cool punk bar and the rest, is herstory.
I liked Philadelphia so much I went back to NYC on Monday night and handled my business in town Tuesday and Wednesday, packed my car and drove back to Philadelphia Thursday night. And that night I found myself at a Smiths Singalong Social dance party, and I made friends there too.
My new friends introduced me to a landlord on their block, and after a glass of wine and some rock paper scissors, the landlord rented me an apartment. Its not a lease or anything formal, so I'm not stuck here if I want to leave at some point. Just month to month. And I have to be near NYC for some remaining orthodontist appointments anyhow. It's just strange how only 100 miles away from NYC, things just fall into my lap and it seems the city wants me here, for now.
So for now I am in Philadelphia. I have my whole life to make the Great Trip West, right? I signed 3 new web design clients since I got here, and I've made some art already. Winter in NYC was brutal to my mental health, so I assume when winter hits again, here, I may flee South or West....
The truth is, I don't have a clue what I want, but I know it when I feel it.
For now, I am here and I am happy.
