No Time To...

...appreciate the little things like this lovely flower or blog. My days are filled with packing and stressing and my nights are filled with boozing and reminiscing. No rest for me. And let me tell you that moving ain't easy, especially when you are always hungover. But I got to squeeze every bit of fun with my NYC buddies while I still can, and you know if there isn't alcohol flowing it really isn't New York. Maybe I'll jump on the wagon for a bit when I get to Berlin to balance myself out a bit. So anyway, with two days left in this city I am feeling apprehensive, sad, scared, stressed, busy, nostalgic, nervous and tired — but despite all that, the excitement is beginning to sprout. So now back to trying to somehow fit all my stuff in two suitcases.  Seeya.