nyc – brittany given.

journal fifty-nine.

the city of lights — if you don’t watch out it might just swallow you whole but then again maybe it will anyways the city of lights — remember how lonely it felt? as people passsed you by but how beautiful to watch them speed through their lives how do I become one of them?Continue reading “journal fifty-nine.”

journal ten.

The setting is as follows: a cool Sunday, about late afternoon / early evening, wind is still blowing as New York wind does, but it’s not bad. There’s a group of three friends passing around a volleyball pretty badly, but they’re having fun. A couple lays down and cracks open two beers. A group ofContinue reading “journal ten.”

journal six.

Happiness is such a luxury, let me tell you. I have found it in the touching buildings and inch-separated, parallel parked cars that line my morning walk from 2nd Ave to Ave A, in the car honks and ambulance sirens that have become my white noise to fall asleep to, in the breath of fresh,Continue reading “journal six.”