i am in new york.
k.clen, k.lo, katie i., croftie, tressa, jmills, kbg, kantor and my mother could not come with me. my aunt was but caught whooping cough five hours before her flight.
i am in new york. alone.
every kid on the plane goes oooooooooooooooh when we break through the cloud cover and the city shines before us.
it is 1 a.m.
i am alone in new york and the hotel gives me a deluxe suite for a night.
i am in new york to become a biographer. to actually pursue what i want to do in an articulate, well thought out fashion.
i have inexplicably dressed at my absolute most hipster.
my first thought upon walking into the deluxe suite is: oh my God, it's a big girl room!