Pezrealian

Ms. Anonymous

This is an exciting evening for me: Tomorrow, I am off on a little adventure to New York. Brooklyn, more specifically. I have to wake up in exactly 3 hours and 40 minutes, so I am trying to figure out why I am wanting to stay up writing this instead of sleeping right now. I think perhaps it is because I want to write before I leave, and then again as soon as I come back, to compare the two posts. So, here's what is going on in my world as I prepare for my fall holiday.

I am most definitely looking forward to the cold. I love cold weather clothes. The boots, scarves, hats, coats, I love it all. I find it very classy and sophisticated. I have even decided to sport a new look in preparation for the trip: Riding boots and skinny jeans. When I go for a new look, I tend to get a bit overly excited about it, and that I am. I even decided to wear them today (you can only imagine the looks I got, wearing my new Riding Boots in the Houston 92'F humidity). I don't care though, my calendar tells me it is Fall, so in my closet, Fall it will be.

One thing that sometimes crosses my mind when I think about New York is the Mafia, or "Cosa Nostra," which is a term used to distinguish the Sicilian Mafia from the others. Something about the Mafia has always intrigued me; I find it oddly fascinating. I know I am naive about it and I know that it is not something to be taken lightly. I think what fascinates me, is that it is glamorized in films and productions and I sometimes forget that it really does exist. Then I remember that it is real, and does exist and I want to know as much about it as possible. I was at Barnes and Noble one evening last year, sipping my coffee and strolling around when I saw a book on the bargain table. As soon as I saw it, I knew I would be buying it. It was a book about the history of the Sicilian Mafia. Sad to say, I have not read it cover to cover yet, but it is in my stack of books on my night stand, and whenever I get a little bite from the curiosity bug, I pick it up and read about the infamous Mafioso.

I am worried that my contact solution will not be TSA approved tomorrow morning at the airport and they will make me throw it away. I am only taking carry-on bags so I had to be very precise and specific in what I packed, especially liquids. Everything is well under the limit, except the solution. The box said that it was TSA approved, but when I looked at the ounce size, it was just the slightest bit larger. I hope it will not be a problem. If that is the biggest of my worries right now, then I think I have it pretty good...

What I like about this trip is that it came about spontaneously. About a month ago, I was having coffee with a friend and we decided to go. A week later, we made the reservations and that was that. At the time, it seemed a bit far away, but now here we are. It is not overly-planned or too detail-oriented to where we must stick to a strict itinerary every moment of the trip which is what I like about this. We are just getting away. That is really what I wanted to do when we were having coffee that day; just get away. Just go. I'm sure you have felt that way, right? You just want to pick up and leave your regular routine for a while; take a break from the daily grind. I think I will love New York and one of two things will happen. (1) I will love it, but only as a place to visit and be perfectly content coming back home and going to visit occasionally, or (2) I will picture myself living there as I walk around the streets of Brooklyn, feel it is a perfect fit for me, and be very unsatisfied as I depart to come back home on Monday evening. Either way, I am looking forward to my little adventure; I wonder what tricks life has up its sleeve and what is in store next for me.