The screams from outside my 21st floor condo made me feel a sense of emotion I haven't felt in a long time... Hope. I've never even given thought to ever having a black president, but here it is. And the way I see people rejoicing makes me feel like we'll get the change we need. Thank you Mr. President.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
French Revolution
Sunday, November 2, 2008
From the Big Apple to the Mini Apple
Here I am... Stranded... Alone.... well, not so much stranded and alone as transplanted from NYC to Minneapolis Minnesota and not knowing anyone except my boyfriend. Same thing.
My boyfriend and I decided to move to his hometown of Minneapolis/St. Paul also known as the twin cities or as I like to call it, 800 sports bars crammed into two cities, as an investment on a condo we purchased. With the economy in meltdown, we'd never have this opportunity in New York, so here we are... for now.
I've officially been here for 3 weeks and it still hasn't hit me. It's difficult for me to change the "location" on my myspace, and I keep hoping to hear the disruptive garbage trunks outside.
I start a new job tomorrow and I figured this can be a new start. A new location... A new life.... A new view on life at least. A move from the big apple to the mini apple... here I go...
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