On this cold cold morning, all I can think about is having a bagel & a takeaway coffee in my hand, waiting for the L Train with A.
a pumpernickel bagel with sundried tomato cream cheese from the Bagel Store. i’m salivating as i type. sucha lovely memory for me, not only because i absolutely love bagels, and coffee, but really, it was New York. i miss the simple things — living in Williamsburg, taking the L train, and embracing the cold outside. i miss the winter of 2010.
today i looked out the window its all gloomy and dreary. i’m filled with mixed feelings, wistfulness, some fear and yet also hope.
I’m embarking on my thesis, (finally!) and there’s this lyric by Björk that’s so apt for now, at least in my head.
“It’s the sparkle you become
When you conquer anxiety”
sure hope my thesis will sparkle when i’m done. JUST NEED TO DO IT.