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These last few days have been rather exceptional, in many different ways. I've been busy being most utterly delighted and there hasn't been any time for me to describe it, only time to live in the here and now, to enjoy every moment touching my soul. I've felt like a blindfolded little girl, ecstatic with butterflies in her stomach, peeking through her fingers to see what surprise awaits her. Despite a touch of drama, these days were not only what i've been hoping for, they were better.

After indulging in crazy amounts of delicious food and ending the weekend with Lombardi's pizza, gym time felt very alluring. Yesterday Mia and I hit the Equinox, trying to see if our muscle memory still remembered us. We had a great time and decided to do the same thing today, Besides Equinox being a great gym, my favorite parts are their selections of beauty products (KIEHLS!) and their eucalyptus steam room. There is nothing better than getting fit and getting fresh at the same place! If you gotta commit to something, commit to Equinox.



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Bad updates, I know. A lot of things are going on at the same time and it's not coping well with my already visiting writer's drought. Anyhow, I'm loving the city and last night I enjoyed my evening by sipping on the best Bellinis in town. After dinner we went to Ciprianis Downtown, enjoyed a few drinks and continued the party elsewhere. While we were sitting there I couldn't help recognizing a face sitting next to us. I tried taking a sneak peak without making it too obvious, but still I couldn't seem to figure out from where I recognized him. This morning scrolling down my newsfeed I saw a liked post with the familiar face on it. Apparently the guy I was sitting next to was Andrea Pirlo. 

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Somewhere in the crowds, in the darkness of cries and the loudness of laughter, I lost you. I lost me, leaving only a deceiving reflection of myself. I find myself floating around in the pools of nostalgia, grabbing onto familiar feelings that might not ever have existed. Yet, it's beautiful. There is a fragment between disaster and heartbreak that is pure, allowing myself to feel the deepness of my soul and every corner of my heart. An open road of hollow lies and an ocean of withering truths. I am not afraid to love, for I have faced my darkest fantasies. I have a burning desire running through my veins, a passion that can bemuse any mans sanity. And even though it burns, it's what freedom feels like. I'm free.



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Along with this being my first sentence, my life is currently accompanied by a bunch of other firsts. Having been locked out today I had my first beer by myself in an Irish Pub, I had my first run along Hudson river, I ate my first corndog..But the most exciting part is that for the first time I can call New York City my home. You feel that? I do. It's a feeling of warmth touching every piece of my soul and stroking every corner of my body.


It's a feeling hard to describe and even harder to grasp, it's just there. A mix of success and struggle, dreams and broken hearts, everything molding into an electrifying energy vibrating throughout the city. Keeping you alive, reminding you what it feels like. I close my eyes, inhale the humid air that's been kissed by spring rain, lift my heavy eyelids and face the view in front of me. Empire State building surrounded by flashing lights and sirens. So steady and so beautiful, lighting up the city and making the city lights look like fireflies.

Being a chameleon soul, I've always blended in everywhere but never felt home anywhere. A constant longing for a place only alive in my thoughts and dreams. A yearning to belonging somewhere.


New York, you might have been my first but let me tell you this, you're going to be my last baby. I found home.

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