I know it's a bit weird to start off a blog wishing I was in a different place than I currently am, but I'm in the middle of finals weeks, or rather finals day (since all of them happen to have fallen on the same gloomy, cold Tuesday), and I need a little pick me up. I need to go (even if just virtually) to my happy place. And that place is New York City. Cheesy as it may sound, it's true. I need that dream, that constant belief that someday I will end up there to keep me going through the day.
I guess the thing about New York is the way it makes me feel, like I'm able to do anything I want, like there are possibilities in life, like I mean something. There's something to be said about being surrounded by all that energy, the beauty of other people passing by you, the concrete jungle. I feel like me in New York, more than I feel like me in any other part of the world. So here's my tribute to the greatest city in the world (somewhat in pictures because I'm too tired to write from all these exams).
That New York Times photo with the large Starbucks iced coffee is what I wish I was doing right now, but here I am, all the way in a different hemisphere, trying to figure out South America, Brazil, and São Paulo. And these damn finals. But more on that later. For now let's close our eyes and magically fly away, imagine the life you've always wanted, and hope it's closer than you think.
