Yesterday I felt happy to go back and then today I had a taste of the “missing people”. Don’t think I had realised how many friends, acquaintances, old colleagues I have here and how easy it’s been to re-connect.
When pretty much your whole social life is contained within two weeks it gets very busy, a little crazy and so much like, respect, admiration and love, in both directions.
I am filled with everyone’s expressions of themselves and how we still connect. So grateful for my NY life, that continues even though I don’t live here anymore.
I have enjoyed delicious food, had a few (!) glasses of wine and lots of talking.
I have been reminded of the noisy and very busy subway rides and I love it. Stockholm subway, as nice as it is, being clean and running quietly, the quietness of people is a little hard to get used to. Here, I feel more alive and also part of something when people are talking and being noisy around me.
Having coffee with someone, a last “date” before departure, we share about our lives, ideas and the future and I leave even more inspired, excited and filled with a sense of possibility to live my life with even more expansion.
This is what New York does for me and as much as I’m looking forward to dog walks in the woods and a slower everyday tempo, I love, love, love my NY and the energy boost I’ve gotten here.
And then, in the elevator, I’m offered a fig from someone’s fig tree. Delicious and sweet in every way!