Carpinteria 805

I'm asked often if I plan to stay in New York. There's no proper answer: I love this city. It has given me new life and I now ask what it is I can do to make my neighborhood, my little corner of the world, better. That's how love works: through a two-way street. I should strive to learn everything about my neighborhood, to love the iterations of it through history, to understand the people better, and to make it a better place to live.

This is where I have been planted. Little baby roots have grown. I bought a rug, a couch. Migratory fears keep me from getting too comfortable in a residential building, though, even if it has been going on six years.

Much will be asked of me when the time arrives. I'll be responsible for consolidating assets in multiple states. It's not a responsibility I take lightly, and I often wrestle with a burdening fear. But I must trust the spirit of sound judgment given to me; and I trust I will make the best decisions I can when they must be made.

I'm keeping my eye on you, though, Carp. You've been close to my heart since we met.

FreethoughtShawn Li