For me falling in love is like taking that one last tequila shot at 3 AM. All your friends are doing it and it seems like a really good idea at the time but when it’s over you spend the next 12 hours crying and puking and swearing you’ll never do that again.
First day of poetry class. Very humbling. It could be a long 10 weeks. Thanks to you for your support of my fledgeling journey. Hopefully the progress will be worth the ego bruise.
Just left NYC after 7 years. I have mixed emotions about it