I left my heart in Brooklyn

Took a car load with the last of my stuff (including Joni) to Long Island tonight. I’m going to miss so much about NYC, and I’m insanely stressed/anxious/nervous/excited about starting up the Interpreter Training Program and my new job within the next few weeks. I’m happy to be living with family, and to be lucky enough to have a family that I even have the option of moving back home with. But there is so much that I’m leaving behind - a beautiful apartment with an amazing roommate and the prettiest lady in the universe (they both deserve a round of applause for putting up with me for as long as they each did), two amazing jobs (with amazingly amazing co-workers!), my favorite coffee shop, a terrific friend (who helped me move my shit even as I stubbornly insisted that he not help) and some seriously delicious restaurants and food spots.

And while I am going to miss all of these things more than I can say, I will not miss the hundreds of dollars in parking tickets, the street-sweeper mornings that I had to get up early JUST to move my car (or the days when I accidentally slept in - see: aforementioned parking tickets), the fried chicken bones or the dog shit the people of bed-stuy seemed to enjoy leaving on their sidewalks. 

Parking tickets and dog poo aside, you’ve been better than I ever could’ve dreamed, Brooklyn. And while I know the universe has great new adventures planned for me out here, I’m sure going to miss you. 

Until we meet again…

So much love,

Alaureltree