It hit me this morning that I might have just missed the anniversary of my moving to NYC. And indeed, I went back to my suuuuuper-old LiveJournal and found this post:
Seven years, guys! And how my life has changed! I know how to get anywhere on the subway now and can name you the best restaurant for any occasion. I like big, floppy slices of pizza now and actually eat seafood! I’ve lived in Chelsea, Prospect Heights, Park Slope, Williamsburg, and Downtown Brooklyn in apartments that cost five times more and hold five times less than my apartments back in Ohio. I moved here knowing one person, and now I have a whole group of people I love.
I NEVER thought this would be my life, and I’m so glad it is. Thanks to my last boyfriend, Todd, for making it all possible and everyone except the jerks on the train for making it wonderful.