Back at work on top of 30 Rock in NYC. Really cold but a pretty spectacular view. It was a hard week in the the city. When I work for long periods in the city I stay with my parents. I used to stay with friends but most of us started to have kids and room is at a premium in NY. I sleep in the living room at my parents house. I refuse so sleep in my old room because it's too creepy and my parents are old and kind of hoarders. It's pretty uncomfortable there for me. So I end up trying to stay out of the house as long as possible. I end up feeling like a tourist, wondering the streets with no real place to call home. I usually start to feel sad and really miss my family. I'm home now and while it feels great to be back in my world,there's always this period of readjustment. J keeps telling me to change the story in my head. Stop telling myself it's hard and tell myself, " it's an opportunity". So while browsing my usual blogs this morning, I came across this. Funny how the world gives you what you need.
Thanks, to whip up via craftsanity.
The sun rising over NYC