NYC days, weeks, months, and years.
Aggressive. Starting before dawn with a soulcycle workout; Ending well into dusk: alcoholic blackout. Blissful. Coffee-aroused, strutting down Mercer and Green; Rosé-buzzed, limping from the bars in Brooklyn. Candid. About the one too many guys you are dating all at once, But also the anxiety of non-existing romance. Dedicated. Bonding with all folks around you became a sacred purpose, Missing that this many ties can only form on the surface. Energetic. Ice cream, drinks, goo