As I turned off the light and locked the top bolt of my New York apartment I choked up. I had built a life here, I had gone all over, see more than my eyes ever thought they would behold and met some of the most amazing people. I fell on my face, cried my eyes out over love, money and insecurities. Everything fit into two boxes and a suit case. But my mind, my dreams my eyes and my heart were over flowing with memories, images, trinkets, life..
I sat in my room this empty room covered in memories. The Beatles painting still on the wall because it wouldnt fit in the box. The bar I cheers my life to empty with those tiny white candles who watched all of us who entered grow. The streets that I belted song, fought the snow storms, laughed till I cried and rescued animals were stiller than any night. The smiles seemed brighter in this town this last week ... like when I got here. I came here for an adventure and lived a whole life.
I had been inspired and yet I am leaving. I am leaving out of feeling, love, fear, trust .. that it will be even better upon my arrival. It's bitter sweet leaving people who I know may not be here forever but are captured in every footstep. Stuck in the streets leaving their dreams, worries, thoughts and life behind.
Thank you New York, I grew, I learned, I loved you. The city that taught me to see the beauty in a man down and out on his luck, on someone stuck till their next dollar or lover came through. The city that spent late nights wondering the streets as we shared our feelings, gazed at others as they walked by. The city that taught me a street corner is the most beautiful thing a city can create and that you really can buy a jacket of quality after midnight on the streets of the village. That history is in everything if you are willing to seek it. That even though you may posses everything we want and hate as a city you know how to let us leave without the human fear of if we will return or not. You have no hesitation you have trust that your beauty, charm, smiles, adventures and the way you shape our hearts and show us that there is good out there.. in everyone.. everything.. everywhere... you know we will be reunited again.
Till next time New York.
Caitlin
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