I spent last week in New York City with my mom. It was a much-needed vacation for both of us, and basically served to remind me just how much I miss New York.
I'm almost 30 and my life isn't what I want it to be. I have so many goals that I want to achieve and it feels like the list just keeps getting longer as time passes.
But, after spending the week in New York, I feel like I'm getting warmer.