It's been way too long since I've last posted. Since my last writing, a year has passed on. Santa has come and gone. I've moved into a new house.
I've been so busy, what with the end of the semester and all that. I'll split this post the way my break has been split, places and faces.
New York
The vastness and the busyness of the city astounds me and attracts me. Everytime I go, I fall more and more in love with concrete and the faces moving above it. The brightness of the lights and the way it is never silent. The way you can wake up anytime of the night and walk outside to a million different people and coffees and the smell of the kabobs on the corner.
I got to see my friends Kelly and Alex which is always a blast. We went to an old bar in a "quiet" part of town and it was very cozy. Good friends, cold nights, bowling, darts.
I did a lot more sightseeing this time around, which I enjoyed. I also took a plethora of pictures, which I also enjoyed.
It snowed like crazy our last day there. Fitting. I liked being wrapped in the cold.
It seems as if New York has become part of my story. It seems as if my heart is writing a future there, or so I hope. I think I have written before that my travels are amazing, yet they somehow leave my heart scattered all over this continent. Every new place I visit, I fall in love with the people there. I love the culture and diversity of the North. I love the taste of adventure on a stroll through Central Park. The oasis from the sights and sounds.
North Carolina
Shortly after I came back from NYC, it was time for a little family vacation. I relish these moments. We rented a cabin in the mountains. Anytime my mom, sister, and nephews get together it is sure to be a blast. I miss those times when I was younger that I think I took advantage of. I wish I could bottle the laughs up and drink them when I get thirsty. We sat around for the whole week, played Rock Band (sang to it too) and had a blast. It was a great time to spend with my loves. As I've gotten older, I look forward to the moments spent with my family not doing anything. Sharing a story, a laugh, tears.
Rompton Wedding
Two of my good friends got married. I was the photographer. I would like to bring up a point: If I wasn't these peoples photographer (speaking on all the weddings I do) would I even be invited? I was thinking about that...
...Anyways. I met up with the guys at a go-kart place down in South Florida. We almost got kicked off the ride from bumping into eachother and other people, running them into the walls. I never understood that rule. Alas, rules were meant to be broken.
I cry at every wedding I go to. I can usually hold it in until the reception. Mind you, it isn't a wailing, as that would get distracting. This time I managed to get teared up the moment Aaryn walked down the aisle. Ryan lost it. You don't realize how much anticipation is built up until that moment comes. You could see the true love and feel the raw emotions in that moment. I'm an old soul, a sap. I have no defense.
New Year
The new year is fresh upon us. The sweet smell of a fresh start is here. I like the new year. It's a new chance to do and say everything I didn't last year. This year is going to be different. I graduate in May and start Medical School in September. This is the year I have been waiting for my whole life. Almost.
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me