Grounded?

I probably dont make enough time to blog. But I figured I will start during my lunch hour at work (haha).

I have been viewing this wonderful collection of stories at the nytimes. I liked this one about a woman walking the streets  of NY. It made me feel nostalgic about leaving NY.

Just like mindlessly walking, my nostalgia tumbled into thinking about leaving my family and my current housing situation. I live in Astoria on Friday nights through Sunday mornings. I live in the Bronx from Monday night to Friday mornings. Depending on out of town travel, this schedule is disrupted. In the Bronx, I live with my parents, my sister, her boyfriend, their 3 month old child and tons of cats. In Astoria, I live with Gabe, his parents, a turtle, a Siberian husky and a cat. 

I am lucky to have my own room in the Bronx in what used to be the living room. Of course, its uncomfortable!  Especially so when there is no hot water or heat. Sharing the bathroom sucks since both me and my dad leave for work around 9am.  Part of me though wants to be with my parents. It reminds me of that feeling, before I realized that childhood ended, when I felt bad leaving my parents.

Being in Astoria is entirely different experience. I remember visiting Gabe’s house for the first time. I culturally shocked by Astoria and realized for the first time about inequities in housing for the poor, middle class and rich. Well gabe is certainly not middle class, barely working class I would think. But Astoria is beautiful in its diversity and its pleasantness.

My housing situation represents how all over the place my head and life is. I feel very scattered a lot of the times, wearing different hats, trying different personalities, changing my location so many times. I wonder where I am at really and when I will begin to feel more grounded.

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