• get up,  live

    New York or Bust

    Earlier this year I thought it was time for me to leave New York City. However, over the summer, I realized my time in the City isn’t quite over. I remember when this city had me on my knees. Shortly after arriving here, I thought a premature return to the Midwest was imminent and would become permanent. I remember thinking that if New York broke me, I would be no use elsewhere because I would have given New York everything I had. That worked as a daily reminder that I had nowhere to go but up if I wanted to be more than just a  survivor. The thought strengthened my…