People talk about chance encounters all the time but I could never quite relate to those stories. Every time I left my house, I left with a certain determination; I had to be at work on time, I was meeting up with friends, a sandwich needed to be eaten. I had my earphones in, walking as fast as possible, this is New York after all. In two years, I have rarely taken the time to just walk, to soak in the humanity bustling around me.
With a smile on my face and an open mind, I will leave my house. I will let whatever happens, happen. This is a day for me and the rest of the world to finally meet, no inhibitions, no limitations and no expectations.
who the fuck you think you are
all up on my bed