They say the way I dress, I shouldn't be living in the Bronx.....I say I don't care it's still New York!
Something's are better left unsaid. And something's are meant to let go. While in Chicago,I start to wonder how can I create a new life for myself when I'm still holding on to the past? This time around in Chicago, I didn't stay with "My Ex". This time around in Chicago my Harold's chicken didn't taste as good as I expected. This time around in Chicago, I was wanted to hurry and get back to New York. Had a meeting with my director and VP to discuss my options on moving back. This decision is still pending. Part of me wants to. Then again the other part of me wants to continue this crazy life in New York. I know if I moved back, I wouldn't be considered a failure. But to me, this move is my biggest accomplishment of all yet. I told "My Ex" I would like nothing to do with him at all and that I need to move on. I told "My Love" the same thing. These two men have made a huge impact on my life. But what is the purpose of holding on to both with feelings and nothing good is going to result in the end? Why should I continue to dwell on what could have been and trying to make it when someone is going to get hurt in the end? It's time to start thinking about what I want in life. All this having feelings for a person who is already in a relationship has to stop. All these thoughts while I'm on the 2 train. While still trying to figure out how can I make it out the Bronx? So here to this gloomy morning of my thoughts while riding through Harlem. Here is the women with red bottoms on park ave. Here is the guys with the suit and ties on their way to work. Here is to you, for being the single independent black woman that everyone knew. Thinking to myself it's time for a change while riding on this 2 train.