What now?

The news came out of the blue, at a time when I couldn't care less about anything but was still examining the 'little less defined' wrinkles around my eyes.
"No biggy" I thought, it will be nice to come out of my comfort zone and focus on all the things that I normally wouldn't have time to.
But it's not easy loosening the grip. Spontanity is a virtue I admire, but very seldom practice. I've been going back and fourth on that plane ticket to accomplish the trip that I've wanted for a very long time.

The consequences scare me;living without a plan. I suppose I can handle it. That is, if it is only for a while.

E.Y

New York, New York

“I want to go to New York” I said.
“Oh yeah, have you been there before?” She asked. I shook my head.

“I just feel that my personality belongs there” She raised her eyebrows questioningly.
“I know it sounds stupid” I paused, “But I’ve lived in two countries my whole life and I’m either too much or too much.” It sucks when no one else has the same perspectives as you do. You feel alone with your own thoughts. “A multicultural person” you think, would probably understand you and your humour better. But I’ve met them too.

I feel like New York City is the melting pot of all nationalities, as well as the continents. I feel that issues like religion, cultures, colours are well established in people’s minds. It is good to be able to get beyond the questionmarks and start our conversations from there, superficial or not.
There is only one way to prove my theory. Soon…

E.Y.