Last week was hard. It was like everything this city could do to test me, tested me. The subway, the MISERABLE weather, friends, work, homesickness, mentally unstable strangers on the street…everything was dramatic. I was stressed and tired and over it.
I had a conversation with one of my roomies about everything going on, and she said she “can see me being reborn in the spring.” Well, I think she just might be right.
I walked outside a bit ago (to get a bagel at my favorite place…heaven) and almost started singing in the streets. I DIDN’T NEED TO WEAR MY GLOVES! The sun was shining, and I was rejoicing. I am still rejoicing! I’ve decided today will finally be the first day I can safely go outside for a run. And the time changed today, so it will be light later too.
As many times as I feel beat up in this city, there are simple pleasures to outweigh the insanity- or at least try to balance it.
It happens at work too. I received the sweetest email from a BuzzFeed reader who saw that I had used one of her Instagram pictures in my post and it made all the energy that went into creating it so, so, SO worth it. I’m usually terrified to open emails from people outside the office, because often it’s threats to sue over something I’ve written (yep, that happened), or, more often, PR people wanting me to feature something in a post. To actually receive a genuine and supportive fan letter from a stranger almost made my heart burst. At the end of the day, if I can really touch one person with what I write, then I’m happy with the job I’ve done.
My boyfriend will be back to visit in 11 short days, I’m going to start an awesome work/study program at a yoga studio nearby, and I’ve got some exciting projects brewing at the office.
And as my stepdad reminded me, “If you can make it in New York, you can make it anywhere.”
I wouldn’t say I’ve made it yet…but things are only getting better.
Ps, Ansel Elgort stopping by made things a bit easier last week, too.