it has been a bit.
nyc was fun, made me realize quite a bit. mostly about how small i am. but, that's no real surprise.
i've been there many times before, but every time i go back, i feel a tad bit bigger. a tad more in control. a tad comfortable.
scary thought.
i feel like nyc is all circumstance. it's about opportunity. anything is possible. sheer magnitude. sheer need.
supply and demand.
but almost everything you need to succeed is on the top shelf, out of reach, sometimes just slightly out of grasp while other times the top shelf is like those at an ikea warehouse. completely out of reach and only remotely possible (plausible) by the mercy of those who control it.
hey nyc.
i have things to offer. i have more than you know. i see myself as completely unique but unabashedly naive. i think its a great combination:
not like peanut butter and jelly. i don't like that.
more like cheese and bread. grilled by the man.
oozing result.
oh you ny'ers. i seem them in the streets. looking cool. looking busy. looking for attention. looking right through me.
eventually passing by. not a pause to be had.
hi.
i'm not going to pretend to be an equally cool cat either. i'm actually quite far from it. and by far i mean FAR.
my fashion has never been top notch. my cultural experience limited.
my passport non-existent.
i impress few, but i endear many.
if anything, people compliment my smile. i'll take that,
thanks.
i know i have a lot to learn. and that's what i want to do.
to grow.
i need to be.
who i think i'm supposed to be. the ryan that only i know.
my eyes:
i need to see.
this life.
in action.
before i'm over myself.
and settle.
