“Want to grab tea?” he asked.
He was walking toward me near the Flatiron Building. It was near 10PM. Deep in summer. The hot air sticks to your skin. I had been walking for about 45 minutes. Heading home from work on 42nd street, I often preferred the walk. It reminded me of my evening walks in Richmond.
I could never tell you how long I had waited and hoped to move to New York one day. When it happened, it moved with such speed I didn’t know how I would make things work. But, somehow for the things you really want, you somehow find a way.
He was standing in front of me. Dark hair, serious, inquisitive. “Are you a designer? Clothing designer?” he asked. I wanted to laugh. I wish I was a clothing designer. I was wearing black, always black, this loose flowing shirt with a belt, and lace at the shoulders. Flats. Ironically, people rarely wear heels in the city – and I love heels. It’s impractical, so I never do.
“No, no,” I laughed. “A designer, but digital.”
He started to walk alongside me a bit, asking again, “Will you have tea with me?”
New York streets remind me of speed dating. I think because of the way there are so many people, they just ask you out because the chances of seeing you again are so narrow. I politely declined, as it was late and something feels off about things like that. I have no idea if this is a New York thing. There have been so many funny encounters.
A few years ago, I had been heartbroken. It happens. That unbearable pain in your chest. And I wanted, more than anything to be so busy, I wouldn’t feel the pain. But then I decided I had to choose to be happy, even when I was single.
I decided I wanted to really fall in love with — my life. That I would have adventures and live a truly interesting life. I am working on it.
Fast-forward, I am living in New York. I absolutely love it here. It is always so full of life. I feel like I don’t have enough hours to explore everywhere I want to see. And while the cold will take your breath away, after walking so much, it settles into a crisp, welcome breeze with your scarf around your neck. I used to have the same routine every day for years: work, Target (love you Target), home, walk, repeat.
When I came to New York, I felt so alive. Probably because you are trying to survive here (insert laugh). But, there is something wonderful about having adventures every day. Outside your door and less than a mile around you is something interesting, always.
I think love is the most important part of your life and I decided I am okay with taking my time with it. For a long time, I felt bad because I didn’t get married and have kids at the same pace my friends did. But, now getting a chance to have an adventure, I feel so lucky to be free for a moment. There is that part of you that loves the idea of freedom, being untethered and not tied to a person or place. Just as much as there is always that desire to meet someone you fall madly in love with. It takes time I suppose. (At least … for me, hahaha.)
Plus, I am still getting the hang of living in New York, which will be a different post 😉 But for now, it is 12:21 AM, and I can hear the horns beeping in the streets and I love the city lights in the darkness sparkling outside my window.