I had so many stories to tell about my trip. Things I did, things that happened and now as I sit here in front of the keys they all seemed to have escaped my mind and I am sitting here feeling vacant.
I miss the smells of New Jersey, the things that I did, I miss the company I had. Don't get me wrong, my friends here are all amazing and wonderful, but I think I found the missing part of my puzzle – its not a person, its not a thing – it's a place. Something that I have come to find would make me feel more complete, more at home with myself. Just being there made me want to evoke changes in my life.
I spent Sunday in the city, it was awesome – Pretty much everything I've ever wanted and then some. I cannot even begin to find the words that can describe the feelings the emotions I had while there. Everything was at peace in my mind and It was like I knew this was where I had to be. When you're in New York City, it doesn't matter who you are when walking the streets, you're still just the same as everyone else there and you will get shoved around just the same. It was fantastic. I felt so small standing among these skyscrapers that towered over me making downtown look like step stools compared to these buildings.
Ground Zero was an incredibly sententious experience for me. It was like when I hear songs about certain things that always hit home. The hairs on my arms were raised, I felt shivers crawl down my spine. It put me in the heart of somewhere I was not used to being; and a whole new wave of compassion flooded through me.
Special Thank You to Jake for allowing me a place to crash, and for taking me on all these little adventures. It would not have been the same if it weren't for you. You are awesome and words really cannot express how thankful I am.
Another special thank you to Laura for fronting the money for me to go, without you I would not have been able to experience this, and I will pay you back ASAP. (More sooner than later)
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