After a fun beginner Aikido class, I thought I'd treat myself to an afternoon in the park with a snack from Yogurtland. On my way to Bleeker Street, I ran into Laura, who is moving back to Colombia on Wednesday now that she's finished her photography program in New York. She is ready to leave the city and said that she feels like New York is vomiting her out of the United States. I told her it's good to leave when New York isn't working, and that soon enough she'll miss being it here and when that happens, she'll be back. I know I'll see her again.
One thing I love/hate about New York is how frequently people come and go. This works for me in a way because I have been known to disappear for stretches of time, to get lost, to stop returning calls, to vanish into my own private New York. On the other hand, I don't like it when friends go missing. A double standard? Sure. My favorite consolation prize: Yogurtland.
Goodbye, Laura. See you again someday!
