Today is the four year anniversary of FollowMeToNYC. Four years ago today, I was sitting in an Australian farmhouse in Oxley, Queensland getting ready to quit my job and figure out how to relocate my life 10,000 miles from where I was – drinking coffee out an I (heart) NYC mug.
Today I am sitting on the balcony of a midtown Manhattan luxury high-rise, with puppies at my feet. Surviving as a professional Writer, living a life I hardly saw coming when I scratched my head and said, “Hmmm… I think I’ll go back to the city.”
I lost a lot of things on the way here. I can’t really call it “sacrifice”, because that sounds like I had some choice in effort towards a particular loss. ‘I sacrifice this… so I can have this…’ I never sacrificed anything. Chunks of life fell off of me along the way. I’m finally happy where I am.
Reflecting on what I’ve achieved since kicking of this site, I’m proud of the work I’ve created. Three poetry books and a short film banged out, published pieces, a Pushcart nomination, and more pieces of writing than I can get my head around.
I guess I’m just feeling all sentimental with the recent full moon and just turning 35… now my blog anniversary.
Love and blessings to each of you checking in. The hands-down most remarkable element of what I have experienced in Internet world is being able to directly connect with cult affiliates interested in word spinning and love spreading.
I promise novel will be published by anniversary five… #justsayin