there's a dream that i see

New York City.

maybe i will walk these streets someday soon.
maybe i will call a single-room apartment my home.
maybe i will live here for a semester.
maybe i will actually be a go-getter this time.
maybe i will quit sticking around and waiting.
maybe i will leave behind what's familiar.
maybe i will find something new.
maybe i will find something better.

maybe i will see that a change of environment isn't necessary.
maybe i will realize that everything i need is right in front of me.
maybe i will feel the attachment to this community that i used to.

maybe i will, maybe i won't.

time will tell.
i have no idea where i will end up--i never plan
and it excites me, and it scares me.
c'est la vie.



live the life you love.