BK Zoo
I'm on an inflatable bed in Brooklyn.
Angela and I got here yesterday afternoon and spent the day walking around and exploring. We had tapas at this cute corner restaurant - she had sangria, I had a really amazing pinot grigio. Being here makes me realize how much I want to be here - how much I'd fit in, not because I'm spectacular or because there's a certain demographic here I associate myself with, but because this is the place to be to make something of yourself. DC is that for certain people, but certainly not for me.
We went out last night and got super wasted and Angela's friend Beth tried to hook me up with this guy Joey, but at the end of it all I suppose I don't really want any of that - I don't want hook ups, I don't want to make out with strangers, I don't want to get shallow, meaningless attention. I don't know why it's so hard to figure out what I do want, and how to get it from someone. I digress....
This entry was supposed to be about Brooklyn, about New York, and how I definitely will be here one day. It was supposed to be about what I can accomplish and do here. I suppose it's also about having people who don't already know me or judge me and can love me when they do do both those things.
Angela and I got here yesterday afternoon and spent the day walking around and exploring. We had tapas at this cute corner restaurant - she had sangria, I had a really amazing pinot grigio. Being here makes me realize how much I want to be here - how much I'd fit in, not because I'm spectacular or because there's a certain demographic here I associate myself with, but because this is the place to be to make something of yourself. DC is that for certain people, but certainly not for me.
We went out last night and got super wasted and Angela's friend Beth tried to hook me up with this guy Joey, but at the end of it all I suppose I don't really want any of that - I don't want hook ups, I don't want to make out with strangers, I don't want to get shallow, meaningless attention. I don't know why it's so hard to figure out what I do want, and how to get it from someone. I digress....
This entry was supposed to be about Brooklyn, about New York, and how I definitely will be here one day. It was supposed to be about what I can accomplish and do here. I suppose it's also about having people who don't already know me or judge me and can love me when they do do both those things.