and then i was in nyc

I decided ten days ago Manhattan was calling. I had been in a fairly shit mood for like two weeks and I needed a quick fix. So last Friday, I hopped on a plane and am currently hibernating amongst chilly treetops and windy street blocks. Since I left Manhattan to go back to Australia in June 2018, I've been freelancing. The dopest thing about being a freelance Writer is setting yourself up to work a month, have a month to yourself, work a...

lucid. unplugged. disconnect.

"Yo puedo hacerte feliz…" I met my husband 29 June 2017. Halfway through our first date, breakfast at a French cafe' on east 44th street in midtown Manhattan, he leaned across the table while I blushed crossing and uncrossing my legs (both of us dressed to the New York City nines, suits and frocks at 7am) and he stated, quite plainly in a husky, cigar-smoking Spanish accent that I drank like a green smoothie... "I can make you happy." "... yo...
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