It's been a year and half since i posted. I figured I would start again. I live in Brooklyn, New York. I moved here a month and a half ago not knowing that I was actually moving here. I thought I was just taking a vacation from my vacation to visit some friends. But landed a job, an apartment, great roommates and few good friends. Literally. I've had a lot of time to think and a lot of time in a different mind set these last two years. My three strings of bad luck, if you want to call it that, happened in October of 2009. It's a little over 2 years since then and I'm just realizing that that was my game changer up until now. I want to live my life in simple sort of way. Doesn't everyone? I want to enjoy my family and tell them I love them everyday. I want to treat my body well and not torture it like i did in my early 20's. Life is simple. I plan on enjoying it. Stress free and with a big smile on my face. People in New York walk so fast, I've picked up my pace a bit but still enjoying the scenery. My imagination is running wild. Looking forward to the next year and many after that.
There's no sense in loving someone you can never wake up to except by chance.
Come live in my world.
Nomad lifestyle. I am a Gypsy. I come and go as I please. I make my mark then move on. Why stay planted? People I meet along the way, if meant to be, will be in my life as the striving force that keeps me trekking. I am a lone ranger. I take chances. I'm adaptable. I dare you to open a new door in front of me. See what happens.