Brooklyn illin’

The megabus ride here to NYC was smooth sailing. I couldn’t have asked for an emptier bus. For a ten hour ride, this trip has become nothing but an extended, uncomfortable nap for me. I arrived here at 7:30ish am and hopped right onto the L Train towards Brooklyn, where I’m staying with my homegirl Rachel. An old girlfriend from the days of the Lu, she and I spent many nights canoodling after drinking and dancing outings in Toronto. She’s been all over the map since she left last year — Santorini, all over Europe, and finally here in NYC. I couldn’t be more happier for her knowing that this is where she’s always wanted to be.

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