Comforting Blue

Lately I have been re-watching episodes of Sex and the City to get me excited about finally being here. I love the fact that I started watching the show when I was only ten, never realizing that I would someday be here, ten years later, understanding more and more of what a single 20 minute episode can mean.

I spent three hours at the four story Barnes and Noble in Union Square today. There's something nice about hopping on the subway and just going wherever you want to be all by yourself. But then, sometimes, late at night when you find yourself in bed with nothing but your thoughts of weeks ahead, the isolation suddenly isn't as comforting.

I'm not much of a city girl. I like trees and open sky where you can see every single star shining down at you. But at the same time, there is that point in the evening when the sky turns a deep blue, just before dark and I realize it's the same color no matter where you are. Another kind of comfort I guess. I know I can do this, I always adapt and survive. But maybe I really can live these next few months and be ok with the hustle and bustle, as long as that blue is there at the end of each day.