The King of Queens

I moved in today. There was a slightly awkward moment running into the other room mates who didn't know of my arrival. I felt a little bad telling them that I will be living with them, rather than asking them. It all worked out though. The cat didn't escape and they approved my presence with a, "yeah okay."

Tomorrow the interviews start and the job search gets serious. Waking up form my first interview at 6am is either a shocking inclination of things to come...or just one early interview. Let's hope its the latter.

I have high hopes for tomorrow. If we're being honest, arriving in New York the second time wasn't as exciting as it was last week. A part of my mind is going, "oh boy...you're pulling another Boston." I don't think that's the case though. The Boston job search failed because of limited opportunities right? New York has much more to offer...right?

I won't let what happened in Boston happen to me here too. Frankie S. once told me that if I can make it in New York I can make it anywhere. I know I can make it here. Staring from scratch is going to be rough though. I mentioned before that I wasn't exactly thrilled at the idea of making a whole new circle of friends in New York. I've done the whole leave home and start a new life thing. It was great. My life was great. I know New York will be great...but I don't know...something feels dull.

I think I'm tired out from the move...or maybe a little lonely. But I know you gotta cross the hills to reach the top of the mountain. Okay, I'm going to stop writing before my thoughts get any more pessimistic. Things will work out. Believe.