Right. This is me. I spend far too much time thinking about nonsense like this. At this point you may wonder, wether this leads anywhere. Yeah. Me too. But in case you are actually interested in the profane facts of life:
I moved to NYC roughly a year ago for work. It is clearly a love/hate relationship. Whenever I think I actually figured out what this city is about I turn around a corner and need to start all over again. I've been moving constantly in the last couple of years between Europe, Asia and North America. I'm beginning to get fed up with packing boxes. I'll never get bored of travelling though!
Starting a new chapter in my life just now and very exited to get to know the new cast (I'm trying to think of how a cast is called in a literary context but drawing a blank right now - any help appreciated).