written august 10,2008

will I look back at my time in new york and only think of the good? years from now? i hope so. when our biggest dilemmas ranged from who was going to buy some beer, money running out on our metro cards, faking not being hungover at work, and one wardrobe malfunction with whit one late night on the F train. will i look back at the six floor walk up and smile? thinking about the time i hung our cheap curtains in my underwear because we didn't have air conditioning and it was 96 degrees out. We hung a sombrero on the wall and danced to joe cocker all night. i hope years from now i look back at these moments tucked away in some nostalgically lit corner of my full but exhausted adult heart. and i hope that i laugh especially hard about all of our late night conversations we had wondering what we should do with our lives.