CHAPTER 1: Welcome To New York
Entry #6: "Cornelia Street"
After We parted ways, I headed to Time's Square to pick up Dash and her best friend, aka my vegan roomie, Morgan. I met Morgan last year when Dash and I, visited NYC. Morgan lives in DC and came along with us. I love Morgan. They are a fantastic person and they make my sister very happy. Dash and Morgan were supposed to stay with me at my apartment. Due to my fucked up living situation, it scared my sister away, lol. Just joking, but seriously, she didn't want to stay there... I don't blame my sister. It's bad enough 2019 was one of the roughest years for us. We don't need to add a shared experience from my hellish apartment to that list. Dash is my best friend. We aren't blood, but, she is my sister. 17 years in, of course, we are family. I met Dash in elementary school and since then we have grown to become family. That's why I always address her as my sister. My family considers her family. My boys call her, Auntie Dae Dae. I'm so lucky that we are family. I don't know what I'd do without her. We've been through so much, yet here we are, still alive, and moving forward. Who would have thought that 17 years into our relationship, we'd be walking down Cornelia street, in New York City, together. Our kid selves would be shook if they found this out. It's so weird not living near my sissy anymore. Besides our stay in New York, when we first visited, Dash and I lived together as well. She lived at our house in California. It's her house too, my family's home is open to all our family. It is really weird not being able to walk downstairs and sit on her bed and just talk about random things for hours. It's also really weird, but a good weird, walking into the Starbucks that I met Dash and Morgan at, but this time, my sister is seeing me in a whole new light. She even admitted it's wild, seeing me here living in New York. Not just living, but doing things that people from back home, in the small town we grew up in, Fairfield. could only dream of. I can't begin to describe how good it is to be walking hand in hand, arm in arm, with my baby sister, in my new home, NYC. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss home. I miss home all the time. As my time in NYC continues to grow, I realize how much more I miss California, as the days go on. Home is a big part of me. I'm so glad that a piece of home could come to me, via my sister. I really needed her here. Even if it just for this moment. For me to thrive in this city, I need my family still. I'll always need them. After all that I've gone through, all that we have gone through, I'm always going to need them. Even if I'm out here in the world, all on my own, I'm always going to need them.
Photographer: Alex Chavez
What I'm Wearing - Blazer - Saks 5th Ave, Hoodie - H&M, Pants - Uniqlo, Beanie - Good Fellow