may twenty-ninth

holy heatwave batman. the swimmy-wonderment sense of being the city has created within my soul is quickly melting away with the no nonsense temperatures we've had the past few days. trying to take in all the sights and learn the area is no picnic when you're drenched in your own sweat... segue - speaking of picnics, i had a wonderful memorial day around and about brooklyn yesterday and i hope the same for you and your families wherever they may be. the highlight of my holiday had to be the evening i spent at the brooklyn bridge park. it was a beautiful sight right before sunset, afterwards i walked a few blocks away from the water into an area known as dumbo (which i learned is an acronym for down under the manhattan bridge overpass, silly really...) and had the most wonderful meal at an italian cafe (focaccia and homemade pappardelle with lamb and asparagus, tiramisu for dessert). after dinner we ventured back towards the bridge and walked along the promenade, where i snapped some sensational shots of the most breathtaking view of the city at night. 

may twenty-sixth

i played tourist today. it was a sweltering eighty-six degrees in the city, and after riding the subway in from brooklyn, the first step i took landed me face down on the street in the middle of times square. obviously my balance hasn't improved since my arrival... be that as it may, i carried on and spent an absolutely delightful day taking in all the sights. from broadway to central park, i patrolled the town in reverent fashion, allowing myself time to fully appreciate each stop along the way.

may twenty-fifth

woke up to grey skies this morning in manhattan. the weather has been somber since my arrival but it has had little to no effect on the mood of the city. i have instantly fallen in love with the constant scramble, the four a.m. discordant traffic, and the bagels at murray's on sixth avenue. running on little to no sleep, we headed across the bridge into brooklyn today to unpack and settle in to my nook on thirty-sixth street. it's safe to say that nook is a generous term, i laid on the floor this afternoon and found that my limbs touched both walls. nevertheless, it is home now, and as i slowly slip from tiredness into exhaustion i welcome the coziness of this tiny niche.

i am thankful for the ceaseless and matchless love of my parents that brought me here so far from home, and though i may be afraid, i know because of them that strong people are not made easily. it has been a long road, both literally and metaphorically, but i have been given a spirit of power and of self-control and am ready for the challenges ahead. 

may nineteenth

thursday means a fresh start. a new city, a new job, a new plan. the only constant is the same blonde soul you've always known. i hope to leave my thoughts here as often as i can, but until then i'll keep you waiting. because, as it turns out, thursday is quickly approaching.