I spent last night at a party in Brooklyn. I had a really fun and adventurous time, ending up nowhere near the starting point. My sober body somehow felt drunk by association and I was surrounded with the leftovers of a Bret Easton Ellis novel.So I think I'm over New York. It's too comfortable and predictable. If we were dating, this would be the time in the relationship I would get bored and move onto someone new. With a nicer personality. And a better haircut.
Much of my newfound revelations have been validated in the past 24 hours. It's surreal to finally know who I am and who I want to be. It's even more remarkable how quickly things can change.
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