.the only living girl in new york.

Typical. I know.
I stopped "blogging" ages ago because it was all so typical.
But I like being typical because I know I'm not and I know I am.

I'm moving to New York soon.
By July 3rd.
At the latest.
Where? I don't know.

My journey started ages ago.
But here's the start.
Here it is.
Intro. Begin.
Start life a new. As many have before me. Let's go to New York and without trying, hope that my life changes, that everything I wanted to be will be.
Of course. Makes all the sense in the world.

Except for native New Yorkers.
They hate me and I haven't even moved there.
When do you become a native New Yorker?

6 months? 1 year?
A lifetime. Some lyrics.
Bob Dylan was born in Minnesota.
But he was Jewish. Does that count for something?
Will that give me street cred?

End of intro. Outro. Exitrude. Etc.