Lyd writes 21 Mar 2007 10:09 am
Fleeting bliss?
Warning: This post reads like I’m some starry-eyed kid who has come to NYC to pursue a dream. That may be what I am, but I want say I’m aware of how annoyingly blissful this post sounds, and acknowledge I’ll be bored and jaded very soon.
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I can see the Verrazano Bridge and ground zero from my desk, and the Statue of Liberty from another corner of my office floor. I travel by subway under the East River to work, and by yellow taxi over the Brooklyn Bridge on the way home. I get to work for a company I respect — one the rest of the world respects too. I get to live with my wonderful boyfriend and his mostly tolerable cat, in a cute little neighborhood that’s a dash of Berkeley, a pinch of Santa Monica and a whole heap of Brooklyn. I get to sleep in, stay out late, wear gloves and hats, and feel like I’ve got a real fresh start for once.