I've just returned from an invigorating trip to see my old friend Kesslie up state. Kesslie and I went to kindergarden-high school together. We reunited a few years ago in New York while I was here on my way back from Israel. The only way I would have known that she was even living in New York is through Facebook since we lost touch after school, thank god for social media because I have loved every minute that I get spend in the beautiful Hudson Valley hanging out with her. I wanted to go back up there ever since returning from Portland a few weeks ago, and since subsequently loosing my job there was now nothing stopping me. I know I've talked about this before but being jobless is scary but also kind of fun. I'm loving the endless possibilities especially considering that I didn't like going to my last job, it can only get better from there. The only downside is the potential for no opportunities materializing but I can't really focus on that or the stress will make my back muscle pull my rib out of alignment again.
My daily routine lately has been to sit on the "productivity couch" in my living room, which is much better than my "lazy bed" as comfortable and convenient as it is. After I apply to as many jobs as it takes for my brain to get smooshy I go for a run around my neighborhood and up into Queens. I'm going to do that today, after this. I must be sure not to make the same mistake I made last time of giving myself to unrealistic goal of running to a park in Queens that was in fact 2.6 miles away (it looked much closer on the map!)
This is a recurring mistake I keep making that comes with moving to a huge city from Portland. It was drizzeling out when I started running and it did not let up like I hoped it would. By the time I was thoroughly exhausted I hadn't even reached the park yet but I thought I was close and my goal oriented stubbornness became apparent as I insisted on continuing to try and find the park despite the confusingly similar street names (69th st, then 69th pl, then 69th dr...) and the multiple dead ends. I finally did reach the park which was kind of relieving but then needed to run all the way home since I didn't bring my metro card and also couldn't walk since I was completely drenched and would freeze. My hair was in droopy pig tails since my hair is at that awkward length now, and as I ran down Metropolitan Ave. I laughed at the thought of everyone I passed thinking "look at the stupid white girl running around in shorts and a tee-shirt in the rain"
There's a visual reenactment of the scene.
Well anyways, so that happened, but back to my original point: I had a lovely time up state with Kesslie, hanging out at the bar where she works and driving around the country roads in her big old red Toyota 4-Runner. I took some really cool pictures of Kesslie in the shirt I painted for her. Here is one:
You can find the rest of them here:
http://aureliar.com/2013/06/05/kesslie-in-up-state/
This is a recurring mistake I keep making that comes with moving to a huge city from Portland. It was drizzeling out when I started running and it did not let up like I hoped it would. By the time I was thoroughly exhausted I hadn't even reached the park yet but I thought I was close and my goal oriented stubbornness became apparent as I insisted on continuing to try and find the park despite the confusingly similar street names (69th st, then 69th pl, then 69th dr...) and the multiple dead ends. I finally did reach the park which was kind of relieving but then needed to run all the way home since I didn't bring my metro card and also couldn't walk since I was completely drenched and would freeze. My hair was in droopy pig tails since my hair is at that awkward length now, and as I ran down Metropolitan Ave. I laughed at the thought of everyone I passed thinking "look at the stupid white girl running around in shorts and a tee-shirt in the rain"
There's a visual reenactment of the scene.
Well anyways, so that happened, but back to my original point: I had a lovely time up state with Kesslie, hanging out at the bar where she works and driving around the country roads in her big old red Toyota 4-Runner. I took some really cool pictures of Kesslie in the shirt I painted for her. Here is one:
You can find the rest of them here:
http://aureliar.com/2013/06/05/kesslie-in-up-state/
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