Not To Overshadow How Much I Continue To Miss London But...

The past couple months, I've been missing New York City like the dickens! I haven't been there in over a year, which is absolutely ridiculous and rare. I've been to Boston more often, which is absolutely appalling! I mean, this was the place I was totally going to call home.

I guess there are just things more important. I mean, I'd really have no physical reasoning behind my going there except to make me smile a whole lot.

Starting to think of maybe making the move there after grad-ee-ation. Certainly plenty of theatres to work in even if it's just a crapload of freelance stagehanding, maybe some internzinating. Such an expensive city, though, which is annoyingly important to keep in mind when finding a way to move to the UK is top priority.

And at this point, it's strange to consider moving away from southeastern MA/RI in such a hurry. Not that I want to stay there forever in the least, but...separation anxiety? Something seems to pull me back to that place.

You know, my plans and my actions are going to change countless times in the next ten months. Fuggeduhbadit. The only things that matter are the things I've wanted for years and not given up on yet. Those are the things that all somehow need to be worked in. And I know it's all possible! Call me young and blissfully naïve, but I fixed enough problems with the set today all on me lonesome that I feel pretty indomitable.

Don't Stop Me Now, says Queen, Cos I'm Havin' Such A Good Time.

Two and a half weeks til my return Home. Real Home.

Srsly? Already?

I'M OKAY WITH THAT.

Bring on the Lucozade Sport on morning Tube rides, and evenings cuddled up reading the London Paper after a pint at the pub. I'm okay with that.