my weekend away was beautiful. i never thought i would be so happy to see the 'welcome to pennsylvania' sign. i saw some faces, both familiar and new, and felt right back at home. but i felt incredibly old, as well. i am not a freshman in college, nor am i a senior in college. i am a working lady who is usually in bed by ten pm. i also do not have the wardrobe of a college student. really. cardigans are my necessity, not silk tank tops with high heels. it's weird how fast time has gone, and to think i was once a freshman, then a senior. i never thought i would reach the old lady status i am at now. oh well. it was a perfect amount of time to spent away, and i really missed home a lot more then i thought i would. i am very comfortable in new york. i like it here. im high school i just wanted out of new york, so i did just that. now i want nothing then to leave new york for only a few days. then i miss it. crave it. miss my friends. the family. the comforts of home-livin. sleeping in your bed vs an air mattress. needless to say, it's nice to be home.
i for some reason thought the lincoln tunnel would be a faster way home then the GW bridge tonight, so i was stuck in gridlock in the city for two hours. two painful hours. but for a girl who missed new york, i did the correct route. the bright lights shined my name and the honking of horns were calling my name.
home is a beautiful place.
1 comment:
i can definitely relate.
there is something so magnificent about new york.
perhaps its because it is where we grew up and what we can call home or perhaps it is something inherent in its nature.
Either way, amidst the honking horns, the blinding lights, the chaotic crowds, there is a tranquility of it all. That is why New York is, and always will be, my comfort zone.
I can not wait to return.
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