January 8, 2015
I have fallen hard. The feeling of fulfillment and warmth is present even with the 11 degree weather. The sights are awestrucking. The smells are mouthwatering and terrible. The sounds bring me comfort because I know I’m not alone.
I have fallen hard. I’m passionate and obsessive over this concrete jungle. I want nothing more than to completely immerse myself until I can’t breathe. I want to drown and feel like I can’t escape.
New York City