Fiction Snapshots

The City that never sleeps.

It is insane to think that in less than 2 weeks I will be in New York City interning for Harper Collins Publishing. Honestly, how did I get here? It hasn't fully hit me yet, that I am going to NYC. Yes, I have bought my plane ticket, paid for housing, and am collecting everything that I will need... but here I am still not fully comprehending that I am going to the one place I have always dreamed of going to. 

There are so many things on my to do list while I am there. I am thinking that 2 1/2 months will not be enough time! (haha)

So... in no particular order, my list of "to-do's" while in New York City:

Of course, there is probably more but this is a great jumping off point (haha).

I am so terribly excited but also calm at the same time. It is a very strange feeling that I have.

Mom and Dad are very supportive but you can tell it is going to be tough on them to watch me go. Heck, it is going to be tough on me also and I am the one that has to actually get on the plane! There is no doubt in my mind that tears will be shed... A LOT from me. I am such a baby but I don't care :)

Look forward to updating more on my adventures in the Big City!

Love Always!

I don't know what it is about traveling that I love so much. In a way I guess it would be the alone time that appeals to be so much.

Just taking care of me. Forgetting everything I have left behind and just, being.

Don't get me wrong, I love my family and friends.

But I do think that everyone needs a break from their own life and the dramas that are attached.

So you couldn't really blame me for being a little down about returning home to "reality."

It was an overwhelming feeling and I felt guilty for feeling that way.

Yes, I missed my friends and family terribly but for whatever reason coming home was like stepping back into everything I thought I could get away from. 

Running is never really the answer though.

Sometimes you have to suck in a big breath, let it out slowly, and march straight into the battle, then pray that you make it out alive.

Perhaps I am being a little over-dramatic, but you get the idea.

Here I am, typing away at the computer while munching on a late night hot pocket (Ham & Cheese, because that is the only good kind), dealing with reality.

Reality ain't so bad.

*wink*