The first week of my spring break i went all my way up to my parents penthouse in NYC.
Words cant explain how happy i felt being back there, it was my hometown.
The trip uptown from Grand Central had gone too quickly. And it was time;
i had to confront my fears, my mom, my change. The last time i've been up there
it was full of ed crying, sleeping, more eating and purging. not good.
unexpectedly it turned out that it would be fine, except that my brother announced
that he is thinking of joining the special operation forces. hope he changes his mind.
And here are some pictures, taken with love to remind me how beautiful a city can be.
Is that you in the photos/?:)
ReplyDeleteThe whole trip looks amaaazing. I guess NY is a life-time experience. xxx