it hasn't really hit me, but today i was walking around bushwick, and i couldn't stop smiling. all the puerto ricans, hispanic, bangladeshis, random white girls, all blending! felt like home!

first thing i did was grab cash and head to punjabi deli for some food, felt appropriate. i wanted to walk across williamsburg bridge but didn't have the time.

it feels like i'm travelling, and reality hasn't sunk in that i live here. i'm in a sublet for a month and a half, will grind to find my perfect place but i have a feeling i'll be torn on neighbourhood.

sublet has the dude's parents & his cousin in law? first time having roommates so this an experience in itself. but they've been sweet so far and i'm happy. i dont think i could ever live with roommates but glad somehow i got it off the list like this???

anyways! lots of admin stuff to do and that's priority rn