Dear New York, Thank You for the Sign

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted monthly on the anniversary of the date I moved here. 

New York at Night

All I needed is a sign, God.

Just a sign.

I plead with God daily about many things. But mostly, just for a sign. That this is the right direction. That this is where He would have me go.

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I’m Not Bougie

Barely Insured and Living in New York City

My brother’s girlfriend called me a bougie b*tch.

That isn’t the story here. Ain’t got sh*t to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention.   

“There is a lot of beauty in this city,” Allan said. “As you know, and now, I think you’re getting to see the,” he paused, “coldness of this place.”

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Brick by Brick


When I first was laid off, I doubted who I was a writer, a blogger, and I wasn’t sure what I was doing with this site.

I’ve had a vision for it and now seemed like the perfect time to bring that to life. But was it worth the investment? I just needed a sign.

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Today marks a year and a day in my first big girl apartment in the city. If we’re to believe my horoscope, this week is the perfect time to take care of home, making the necessary improvements, make it feel, well, like, home.

AKA spring cleaning.

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