Literally insanely pumped but like in the hiding it with a calm demeanor kind of way about moving to New York. It doesn’t really seem like it’s a real thing. Like I feel like I’m still going to have a life in Pittsburgh. Or more so I can’t really picture my life in New York, of course because it hasn’t happened yet. But it’s one of those moves where you feel like you can really re-create yourself…keep creating yourself.
Moving home suffocated me in a way. It allowed me to ground myself and reconnect (to the people, the places, the true down-to-earth essence of Pittsburgh) but I also feel like it put walls around me. I existed as the person who everyone always knew me as. There’s danger in comfort.
New York is, well, whatever I want it to be. There will be confinements, naturally, but it’s a new place - its the MU-FUCKIN’ BEST CITY IN THE WORLD! I truly do…*heart* NY.
Anyway, I’m filling myself with New York inspo, starting with Breakfast at Tiffany’s (how did I go so long without ever seeing this movie…I couldn’t have found more of a spirit character). I want to watch all the classic New York movies, of course with episodes of Sex and the City sprinkled throughout.
After Hepburn died in 1993, her own original track was released for the first time.
‘Moon River’ was written for her. No one else has ever understood it so completely. There have been more than one thousand versions, but hers is unquestionably the greatest. — Henry Mancini ( Composer, “Moon River” )