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I want to get wild with you, girl. Let’s go to Taco Bell and get plenty of food for the both of us and take it back to my place and eat it while watching a television show that we both like (Antiques Roadshow) and then go to bed at an incredibly reasonable hour. 

I sometimes consider leaving ny and moving elsewhere, or at least traveling but always I think about this one summer years ago where I sat on a rooftop in east village where I was crashing at the place of this guy who I met at a party, had nowhere to go, was trying to figuring out where to live and it was just a really good day. The way I remember it, everything lit up in the sun and everything looked clear. For some reason that memory is enough to keep me here.