There Will Be Days

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There will be days when it feels like everything is moving in slow motion, except time.

There will be days when you realize you’ve been in Belize for almost two years, and it depresses you. There will be days when it excites you. 

There will be days when you wish you hadn’t had to leave your last apartment, and a stable home to call your own feels like a fantasy.

There will be days when it all feels hard and you wonder why you don’t just move back home and get a nice job and eat cheese sandwiches. Then you remember that you never wanted that. Well, maybe the cheese sandwiches.

There will be days when writing feels like trying to find a hairpin in a dark room with no windows. There will be days when you avoid writing and just close the door. There will be days when you can’t bear the thought of going another day without it.

There will be days when you miss the smell of fried chicken from the corner spot in your old hood. There will be days when all you want to eat is New York pizza and bagels with lox from Zabar’s. There will be days when you are frustrated by how challenging it is to get a good latte.

There will be days when you realize how many happy hours, brunches and birthdays you’ve missed.

There will be days when it’s hard to see what you’re building.

There will be days when you wonder if you’re any closer to figuring it all out.

There will be days when you realize you already are.

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