It's been a few more days, and there is nothing particularly crazy or strange or amazingly interesting to report. Days and nights have been easy breezy and care-free. Every now and then I have a flash of panic about work that will need to be done when I get home and I wonder if I should check my work email but then I push those thoughts aside.
After posting the other day, I gave Mikey a text to see if he wanted to meet Clayton and I for dinner at the amazing burrito place from the night before. Turns out that it was closed, so we met him at a cheap little noodle place on Bedford instead.
Did I mention that Mikey leant Clayton his bike?? He's such a nice guy!! So Clayton and I biked around Williamsburg a little and it was just so lovely. The weather here is absolutely perfect this time around. It's not too hot. It's a little breezy. It's sunny. There's the occasional downpour, but they usually pass within the hour and it's clear skies once again.
After meeting Mikey, we went to find his new roommate Lily, and some of their friends to have a few drinks in a park, followed by a few more drinks in a weird little dive bar that used to be some kitchy family restaurant, where they served crappy beer for 2 dollars. I don't remember the names of anyone who we met, but they were all super lovely. Lily got pretty drunk and kept insisting that Clayton and I (a) come back to New York as soon as possible and sleep on her and Mikey's couches for several weeks (b) that we move to New York. I am pretty alright with both of these options. Sadly, she and Mikey were also leaving for Spain the next day, so no more visits this time around.
Bikes home. Sleeps. Wake up early to go and meet Lauren at her place.
We went out to Coney Island on Tuesday, which was great, but also made me feel a teeeeensy bit melancholy. MORE ON THAT LATER.
BEFORE Coney Island, we went to a super amazingly delicious restaurant for brunch! The Farm on Adderley was so incredible and wonderful. Lauren had a breakfast sammy, Clayton had a Beef Dip and I had a garlic, roasted tomato and bocconcini omelette. We also got a side order of toasted chocolate brioche with sea salt. AMAZING. We also had a super cute waiter, and since my initial potential vacation-romance plans are not going as... planned... I am dreamily checking out every nerdy boy who comes within 15 ft of my personal bubble (because I wouldn't be doing that anyways...)
After breakfast we were back on the train and Coney Island bound. It was not too hot, so it was actually nice to walk around and stuff. We grabbed a few beers and meandered down the boardwalk and looked at the ocean and watched people fish off the pier. We had initially been planning on going on the cyclone or the ferris wheel but quickly realized that none of us had any desire to do so that day, so instead just had a leisurely afternoon walking around. We grabbed another beer, heard that there had been an earthquake in new york, and suddenly all of the strange calls I had been receiving for the past hour made sense. Called my mom, who being as she is, was sobbing (DRAMATIC!! We have 6 point earthquakes in Vancouver ALL THE TIME), but was thankful that I called and was alright.
After Coney Island we went to the lower east side for dinner at a little vegetarian thai place where they had passionfruit mojitos (delicious) for 5 dollars, and the food was super delicious. We tried to go to a few more little bars for drinks, but the sun had made us sleepy, so I parted ways with Clayton and Lauren to make my way home. I walked by a super cute boy at a tiny little bar a few blocks from my house, and decided to go in and sit at the bar and have a beer and write in my notebook. Despite going in partly to see if I could talk to this person, I avoided his eye contact the entire time, and instead sat there nervously writing not much of anything. If I'm honest with myself, I was just trying to make myself feel better about a thing that I am feeling not so great about, and that's never a reason to hit on someone anyways, so it's probably best that I aloofed and brooded my way through my beer before dropping my moneys on the bar and bolting out the door.
At home,I showered away the day before crawling into bed with the most recent episode of True Blood and drifting off to sleep.
Today is "time alone" day, which will be really nice. It's great to spend all of your time with one of your besties, but time alone is so important because otherwise I feel like I might strangle someone. I'm sure that Clayton feels the same way.
Bike rides or subways to the MoMa and then I'm not sure.
Just under a week left.
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