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“Specialized in foreign & domestic” – this sign for Joe’s Auto Repair in Williamsburg, Brooklyn is what first sparked the idea for this blog post in my mind. “Am I foreign or domestic?”, I thought. What defines me to be foreign or domestic? Is it because I wasn’t born here the reason I’m foreign, or […]
That one day you will be living in the city of your dreams / That one day day you will be living the life you hadn’t even dreamed of / That one day you will be living life outside the usual narrative, and it will be fabulous / That one day you will be sitting […]
Have you ever been sidetracked while right in the middle of something? Have you ever been sidetracked by something that would, at first, seem so trivial and unworthy of being a distraction? Have you ever been sidetracked into doing something vastly different from where you started off? It seems to be that I have. I’ve […]
Goodbye to All That. Didion does it again. She was 29. I remember when I first visited New York City, I stepped out of the bus onto the curb outside Bryant park and looked up. The lights lit, the city grit, this was it. I turned around and said to my mother, “I want to […]
“I feel at home everywhere because I never really am home anywhere.” – Isamu Noguchi Now, more than ever, this sentiment holds true for me. I could have said these words, because that’s how much I feel them, live them. Just a few years ago I had a dream – to live in New York […]
Have you ever got that feeling, that usually starts with a thought, or most likely a question – about the unknown, the uncertain? Well that’s me right now, living right in the middle of it, this uncertainty. This post is coming straight from my heart, unbridled, unleashed by a series of thoughts and triggers – a song, […]
February 3, 2016 It had been my second winter break since I moved to New York. As excited as I was to go back the first time, I was that much more apprehensive the second time around. A lot had changed. I, myself, was in a transition, just about stumbling upon my own sense of […]
Often after a long day at work, on my subway ride back home, I drift into a series of contemplative thoughts. Today it was a combination of more than a couple of reasons — a sense of uncertainty, due to both internal and external circumstances, an article on a concept used by a commercial, amidst those thoughts, a Medium […]
