WTF
As of today, I’ve been in New York for 2 months and 14 days. And I don’t know what the f*&% I was thinking.
I am almost broke, definitely unemployed, and sadly uninspired. “What happened to my life?” Is what I’ve been silently asking myself for the last two weeks. And maybe that’s the problem: Surrendering responsibility for the course of your life allows your life to take an irresponsible course. But that’s fake deep. Here’s what’s real…
I came to New York to escape. Escape from my typical life, in my typical town, where I could’ve stayed for