Welcome to New York

[1- View from the taxi. 2- Turkey burger from Harlem Tavern. 3- Times Square. 4-Wall Street view]

As many of you may know, July 14th was a huge day for me. July 14th was the day I arrived to New York City, as a permanent resident. I had been wanting to live in New York since I first came to visit with my parents for my 15th birthday, and now at my 22 young years, I am finally here. I kept waiting for an opportunity to fall at my feet, weather it was school, an internship or a job. But none of that came knocking at my door, so I decided to take a leap of faith, and just pack my bags and move to great New York.
It has been four days since my arrival to the hot hot city, and I don't believe I belong anywhere more than I do here. There is a presence in the hot air that tells me that I'm right where I belong. Things are just starting to happen. Maybe it's the fact that every time I put my iPod on Shuffle mode, Frank Sinatra's New York, New York come on within the first ten songs, or maybe it's the fact that I got a phone call after applying to one of my dream company's for a interview. I don't know exactly what it is yet but I know I'm in the right place.
Things for me can only go up from here, and once I'm settled with a job, I'll get my own place and eventually I'll get the Boston Terrier I've been wanting to get. I am just so happy to be here, I cannot wait to see what the universe has in store for me.

xx, Andee