Been in New York since yesterday night. (its a quarter past 7 in the evening on wednesday here). 8 hours on a coach, few hours at heathrow, 7 hours on a plane, 3 hour queue at JFK, another hour on a coach.
I'm supposed to be being cheered up by this?
Today me Ricky, Ally, Paddy and Keith spent the day tracking down a few shops that they seemed to be obsessed with finding. Big name rare designer wear, exclusive trainers etc etc. I'll pass on 85 dollar socks thanks. I bought two tshirts from a vintage thrift store I found in downtown Noho. They cost 12 dollars each and I'm well happy with them. One is from 1982 and the other is mid 70s.
Its funny though, that thousands of miles away from home, and every distraction that New York has to offer, and all I can think about bar a few seconds every now and again is when I can come back to the hotel and spend my time alone, with you, my outlet. Everything is still her. Every face, every word, every picture, every song. I love her so much, I'm starting to doubt my sanity. It must be impossible to be in sound mind and hurt so much for somebody, and to obsess over them in the way that I am.
The others are downstairs in the lobby on the computers working out a route for tommorow to get to some store opening. None of them brought their laptops with them so they're paying 5 dollars an hour. Idiots.
New York is amazing though, and I'm pretty sure I want to do my year abroad here. I can see myself living here and people aren't nearly as mean as tv has made out. Charlotte would love it here I keep seeing things that I wish I could show her and we could share! I'm thinking about buying her a present, but I don't know if that will do more harm than good... I don't want a repeat of my attempted drop off last week.
I'm off to finish some sketches. Speak soon.
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