Lil Update :)

It's been a over month now since I arrived in this city.
And it'd been wonderful. Intense but incredible.
The highs are very high and the lows...well tough but not overwhelming.  And so so much better than they were in LA.

I seem to only be able to remember the good. Street fairs with old friends, lunches with my best friend, and artistic have come back into my life.  The other evening I went for a walk through Central Park (where I tend to frequent at least once a day) and all we did was discuss using our art to change and create a community. It was perfection.
Another night I saw a band of brass play directly into my soul, and found this magic event from a creature who's soul miraculously mimics mine.

I feel understood here.

Appreciated. Even when I was triggered other day, people weren't surprised and understood why the situation would make me feel as I did; I'm used to feeling like an alien when I'm triggered.
I also threw up in our staff bathroom, pre-mortified and apologetic to the other in there with me; instead she brought me water and bought me a coke, and was nothing but nurturing and sympathetic.

I'm not used to feeling so wanted. I'm different from everyone else and yet here I am respected for my distinct style and personality. It's fertile soil in which to grow.

Let's just see where it take me.

This city also feels a tough like Paris, in that everyone is going somewhere.  They came from somewhere and will eventually go voyage somewhere else. And that's always been tough for me.
Each new person I met in Paris instantly became my best friend. So beautiful and distinct and feeling....and then they would leave.
Both cities require a Buddhist mentality, the acceptance of change or loss.
And though I anticipate that being a challenge for me,
I think there's a lot of growth and change waiting ahead.

Let's see what happens.

(Below: today's park)