After a weekend of Memorial Day partying,Tony and I are settled back into his apartment and trying to get errands done before I go to New York. I’m still a bit apprehensive to tell the truth because I still don’t know when or how I’m coming to the place I’ll be in for the next three months. But I’m also really excited, because I think New York is going to be really fun.
This last weekend we went to two friends’ houses, and they couldn’t be more different. The first was with people Tony had grown up with in their beautifully decorated, spotless home. The second was with his college friends in their house that is like Tony’s ultimate dream of a fixer upper. I really liked both, and it really shows that it doesn’t matter where you live, or how, but the people. And that there is beauty to be found in different living situations.friends, holiday, vacation