tonight i wandered around through lower manhattan til almost midnight. streets are so quiet. haven’t walked through here since those days i worked on Rector Street.
hard to believe, 3 years ago i was an architect, with a desk on the 19th floor by a window looking out onto a brick wall. now i’m a film student at NYU.
hard to believe too, that i haven’t blogged in a long while. it feels like a part of me is missing, and i’m going to try and get back in touch with it. sometimes, when i’m down, i read my old blog entries, and even though they’re kinda silly, i get strength from it. i was so young and full of dreams.
i have to remind myself now, keep at it.
so, let’s do this.
