In early summer 2019, after finishing grad school and going through a challenging break up, I had the summer off before starting a new job and took the opportunity to visit my family and best friend in NYC. I’m a California girl through and through but NYC has my heart completely, and my friend had been trying to get me to move there for years (haven’t yet, but I will eventually.) My family lived in the suburbs and I had been so many times that I no longer visited as a tourist, instead loving the chance to explore new neighborhoods and fantasizing about moving.
I made a post on instagram about a week before leaving, and got a DM from a name I hadn’t heard from in years, David.
“Hey, a little birdie told me you’re coming to NYC.”
“Who told you? Yeah, I’ll be there early July.”
“I log on to instagram pretty rarely but I saw your post. Congrats on grad school, by the way. I live in Brooklyn now, I’d love to catch up while you’re here.”