sometimes i feel like the life i'm living is not my own. how did i get so lucky to be living the life i've always wanted to live? residing in the most amazing city on the globe, having friends and family I wouldn't trade for the world, and going to the graduate school of my dreams? but I haven't done anything to deserve any of it, and I'm not sure that i every will, but I sure am grateful for it
the sky looks like it's on fire tonight as part of a spectacular sunset, and i have an amazing view of the empire state building. with all the beauty around me, how can I be sad
I think about our city a lot, and how easy it is to take it for granted. Literally millions of people around the world wonder what it is like to live in this city. It can drive you crazy living here, but more often than not it is just marvelous. It's always great to take a step back and see how amazing this place is. How did we end up there? Who knows. But I wouldn't trade it for anything. =)
ReplyDeletesometimes i feel like the life i'm living is not my own.
ReplyDeleteHmmm..that first sentence you wrote was like an asian gong being struck when I read it. and the rest of what you said was so.. matter a fact. at least that is the impression I got. perhaps you can elaborate further on that first sentence..