Beginning in an Old City

I moved back to New York.  I wasn't really expecting it, but alas, here I am.  Emmet the cat says hi.

I think the world has thrown me upside down, as I'm sure it does most, if not all, people.  I was thinking and planning my life according to one way and ohhowthingshavechanged!  The last two years have been unforeseen craziness in a good way, but nothing I had ever planned for.  My life hithereto had been somewhat organized and with a plan: college, more college, some travel involved, and then workworkwork.  But somehow I found myself in Madrid, then NJ, then Xela, then NJ again, and now here in the city.  Before Madrid, I had really thought I was going to remain where I was, in Los Angeles, and spend my life there.  Now, not even two years later, I find myself in New York after multiple continents.

In January, I thought I would save money and travel some more but then I changed my mind and decided to remain in the city. And like WHAM, I had a job, and now this great place in Greenpoint (back to Brooklyn!) with two cats (again Emmet says hi and Murray is exemplifying the point that cats are antisocial and in his room).  I am so appreciative and happy for my new job and where I'm at.  I am just amazed.  Really and truly amazed.