• 2:19 train going to the city
• stopped by pearl paint in chinatown to look for some pencil grips. they didn’t have any! really?!
• proceeded to s’mac by taking the 6 to astor place then walking to 12th st for some mac & cheese. so. dam. good. omg. 4 cheese mac & cheese (cheddar, muenster, gruyere, pecorino). do yourself a favor and eat there at least once. you will not regret it.
• went back to the 6 to go all the way up to 86th st for the guggenheim
• guggenheim = blehhh. probably because they were renovating the ramps and had to block off like 90% of the museum. there were literally like 3 exhibits of art work on each floor. oh well.
• back to the 4,5,6 to go to max brenner’s for dessert. got the “OMG cookie.” was really good. was this warm giant cookie with layers of melted chocolate fudge inside.
• sat at union square for a good 45 minutes soaking in all that was around us. the light breeze. a guy playing a guitar. people skateboarding. people talking. people laughing. a guy walking around with a free hugs poster. honking cars. and everything else in between.
• took the express bus (x1) and had an enjoyable and happy ride home.
• talked some more after getting off.
• and now here i am.

there’s nothing quite like manhattan. i’ve come to love its deranged inhabitants and free spirited musicians that seem to dwell in every crevice of this city. i’ve come to love the rude taxi drivers and the general sentiment of “who gives a fuck?” that every single new yorker seems to possess. god, i could keep going. when i was sitting at union square munching on my cookie, i finally put things into perspective; i’m gonna be leaving this place in a couple of months and be going off to college. granted, boston still has a city environment, but nothing is quite comparable to new york city (excluding staten island), and the thought of potentially never being able to truly and permanently live here again was just…depressing. my parents will probably always be here and yea, i’ll inevitably be coming back on big holidays, the summer, and what not, but i’d eventually have to leave and go back to college to fulfill an obligation of continuing and finishing my college education. and what about after that? who knows where my future job will take me. hell i could be whisked off to lincoln, nebraska for all i know, never to truly live in the city ever again. there’s so much to do, but so little time. i’m not ready to leave my home yet.