It hasn’t sunk in. It doesn’t feel real. It feels like a vacation, not like the beginning of a new life. It feels like a temporary jaunt, not like the prologue to the newest chapter of my life.
The city is enormous and Manhattan is only one small, accessible bit of it, but it’s the only bit I’ll get to know in my few days before moving into my new living space – THE DORM.
Manhattan is an endless stream of humanity, constantly coming and going. It makes me think like The Little Prince – I see the people going one way and then see the people coming back and I wonder: weren’t they happy where they were? Then the inevitable answer: no one is happy where they were. I hope it will be different for me, though.
I wish I were an ant, part of the endless anthill, knowing my place and my responsibility and the way I fit into the grand scheme of things. Instead, I’m simply another conscious human, acting half by instinct and half by intellect, trying to find my way and my place.
It’s a beginning. I’m here.
Slightly Ignorant 
Awesome. I always feel like I am waiting to be “here” too, yet sometimes I forget to enjoy the now…eh.
I’m so glad to know you made it safe and sound. You will soon get your bearings and it won’t be long until you feel like you were born to live there. Good luck.
YAY! Em’s home!
I second Joy’s comment . . . glad you made it safe and sound. Soak everything up–you’re about to turn one of life’s big corners ;^)
Oh, yay! A new chapter in life is always exciting and thrilling, and I just know you’re going to have an amazing experience, Em! Live it up.
M.
🙂 glad to hear you’re safe
i agree with mackenzie, this is exciting & thrilling & do live it up emily x
Awh heck, inside of two years they’ll be ready to change it from the Big Apple to slightlyville.
Dr. B
Enjoy the experience.