My trip to New York was just as fantastic as I had hoped it would be. I arrived at the airport at 5am in time to catch the 6am flight out of Miami, and can I tell you that I’ve never wanted to leave so desperately out of Miami as I did this day. As I sat in my seat thinking of all the wonderful things I have in my life followed by a quick prayer of: Please let me live to see NY, it dawned on me; I had never felt more alone in my world. Here I was heading to the busiest city in the United States, and I felt utterly and completely alone. While I looked out the window to a sea of shiny blue ripples I remembered that the last time I was heading to the Big Apple, I was wearing bright colors welcoming the summer, now I looked down to an ensemble of black. I have taken to black like if it were the new pink. I have taken to black like if it were the last color left in the world.
Saturday night we ended up at Drangonfly to see Victor Manuel do a live show for the wonderful people of New Jersey, and I had never felt more Latina then at this little venue that night. Funny, I live in Miami, and I had to fly North for the reminder.
Victor Manuel
After Drangonfly we ended up in Ihop, and I believe we were greeted by our first names of how often we found ourselves there for a pancake run. It didn’t take long before we took the party onto the parking lot, because so it seems that people do like to eat and enjoy their food at 4am.
Sunday I cancelled all the plans I had for the City, and decided to spend the rest of the afternoon with the two women who understand me the most in this world, my two sisters. It just so happens that after a very short amount of convincing we found ourselves in Cutting Edge Body Arts in the City for matching tattoo’s. We understand that there will be moments when people may get us; those will be short lived by the moments when we’ll be completely Misunderstood!
