Tomorrow I sleep in my new apartment. I’m afraid I won’t like it. But it will be nice to have my own space again. I feel so young. Thrusting myself into this world I wanted to put off for just a while longer. But I need to be alone again. I need to cradle the sense of self I had before. Every portion of my body wants to climb the walls of the farthest reaches of reality but that’s not okay anymore.
A church in SOHO NY.