For those of you who know me well, will know that I did not travel half way around the world to Taiwan in search of true romance. Granted it's something I would do, there's nothing here that I don't have in NY. If anything, I'm running away from love - all of it. The heartbreak, the responsibilities, the commitment, living on the cusp of a damned passion that's constantly threatening to end. And then what?
NY is a land of opportunity, tis true. Everything is a window of opportunity to a lucrative business. If growing up in NY has taught me anything at all, it's that one person can actually drown in its endless possibilities of fame and/or fortune. If you really wanted it, come to NY and you shall have it. Exercise your power and knowledge of a user and abuser, and everyone is at your disposal. With all the beauty that walk the streets around us, we become vain shells. In a city where gratuity for our services are required, we're used to paying for a smile without ever understanding the true meaning of sincerity. There's a fine line between a gold-digger and a wife. A salesperson and the devil. A model/actress and a high-end courtesan. There's no telling who is what and what is fucked up. But I love NY nonetheless, fucked up - born and bred.
Coming to Taiwan, where opportunities are limited but anything can happen - it helps filter out what really matters. Without your security blanket, an ocean between you and your loved ones - you start to realize who you truly are on the inside, what you can and can't live without.
And for the record, Trent is not my boyfriend. So please stop harassing.
On that note - LET'S GO RANGERS!!!
And METS!!!
1 comment:
yay i finally had a chance to catch up with your blog! i lovee it, its actually quite entertaining. keep it up babe!! =)
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