breathe in the air

i was supposed to go to Roger Waters tonight, and couldn't go at the very last minute. boo.

now that i've made my decision to move to PR (sept. 27th is the day), i am simultaneously heartbroken and optimistic. i get to spend time with my favorite people (family and otherwise), and i know the ones i leave behind here will always be beside me. i've mostly gotten nothing but unconditional support, and i leave with peace.

i will miss a lot about new york, i will be sad for a very long time. but i am keeping my apartment here for the next few months while i figure out the future of my schooling.

today i teared up when i realized that there will be no Japonica in puerto rico.
no billy's bakery.
no le gamin.
no nokia theater times square.
NO FISH BAR.
and no whole foods.

but i'll be with family. and friends. and love.
so i'm calm and happy and i'm hopeful and excited.

and i'm planning my next few months. i'm taking on a project. and i'm taking on sleep.
and medalla.
oh medalla.