thankful // a long weekend in New Hampshire.

this thanksgiving, i traveled from new york to cambridge to nashua to spend a long weekend with northeast cousins.  and a restful long weekend it has been. since i've moved to new york, i haven't had the time to sit down and spend a few hours doing whatever i'd like. this thanksgiving, it was reading a book. baking a pie. home videos with cousins. flailing at pictionary. naps. 

i'm one in a million twenty-something's who has recently moved to the city, an island with 27,000 people in every square mile, with cronuts and shake shack and frozen hot chocolate the size of your face.  it's been a wild ride of an 18-course schedule (what, columbia?) and an apartment that is 45 minutes from the lower easy side (trust me, we've counted).  it hasn't exactly been the ride i expected, but when has life ever planned out exactly as planned? i still get weirdly interested in epi readings, i still cry my eyes out when laughing with the wonderful people around me, and i still can't help but giggle when i realize how much my perception of the city has changed. 

from my current read goodbye to all that: writers on loving and leaving new york: "the city's not the same and you're not the same and you'll never get that time back because time is a spiral, girl: a spiral. life is elsewhere now. live it." 

"good things happen gradually and over time. great things happen all at once."
- elisa albert