This past Sunday marked my 14th day as an official, permanent resident of NYC and for the first time in the two weeks since my move, my head is once again bursting with inspiration. I think the overwhelming pressure has finally settled enough for my head to clear enough space for thoughts that aren’t anxiety-ridden. Things are falling into place well and September will be a busy month. It has been nice that my days lately have been filled with familiar faces (both those I'd met before and those who were once only illusions from the internet). These are just a small selection of observations and memories to collect, mostly from an evening at Central Park where a group of us gathered to listen to Beirut perform and from Sunday spent at Coney Island and Pratt.
