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“It’s a shame. It sucks being a grown up, but the carousel never stops turning. You can’t get off,” - Grey’s Anatomy
Destiny USA, Syracuse, New York
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“It’s a shame. It sucks being a grown up, but the carousel never stops turning. You can’t get off,” - Grey’s Anatomy
Destiny USA, Syracuse, New York
The City that Never Sleeps
It was still early. The city was quiet. Thankfully it was still too cold for the birds to chirp up a storm. The morning chill was unexpected but welcomed. It was already the end of March, but Winter was reluctant to bid farewell. At least the snow was no longer clinging to the sidewalks. In about an hour the city that never sleeps will stretch its limbs once more. For now, all that could be heard was a quiet hum. Even the city that doesn't sleep needs to rest. Even if it was for a short while. It was just enough time for me to enjoy the rare serenity that came with early mornings. These days, it was hard to wake up early enough to enjoy this brief moment of peace. Why did the bustling streets of New York City calm me more than the nature that surrounded me in Binghamton? Before walking two streets down to the cafe that caught my eye the night before, I closed my eyes and inhaled. It was as if I could taste the rain that was ready to fall. I wondered to myself if it was feasible to grab the cup of tea I was craving and walk toward Bryant Park before the morning commuters made their way out of the subway and to their offices. 7:45 AM my phone read. Not enough time. In fifteen minutes the city would return to its boisterous self. My feet remembered the unevenness of the sidewalks I walked last night. Just enough for me to walk in a stride with my chin raised high. There is nothing quiet as distinct as the stride of true New Yorkers. I was practicing, but still not enough to match the original. The city was more than a city that never sleeps. I entered the cafe and ordered the blueberry rooibos as I did the night before. Before the barista finished the drink, I heard it. The faint raindrops falling and the clack of dress shoes on the pavement. Again, the city was ready for a new day.
As graduation comes closer, it's hard to believe what I'm leaving behind. But I know these two will be around when I need them ❤️
When you and your best friend win two awards for an event and you finally get your NRHH cords đź’™
Reading on the sand was nice, until the sand began to cling to my hair, shoes, and clothes.
I am sort of an adventurer. I like to explore new places. I don’t get to travel as often as I would like but I love it.
Edi Gathegi
A woman is like a tea bag - you can’t tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
Eleanor Roosevelt
Despite all the work I want to do and the places I want to see and things I want to learn about, I will always have a yearning to teach others. While it is not what I am looking to do now, I am grateful for this experience because I can inspiring learning in the next generation of leaders.