The First Week

I'm not a writer. And this intimidates me a bit writing about a writer and a reader. I don't think that he will get through my writing. And if he does, he'd probably have to be very drunk.

It kinda sucks that New York didn't greet you as smoothly as the first time. Firstly, I was late to receive you, then your debit card failed on you, and then you just kinda fell into pieces a bit. One thing you know is that I'm always around when you need me and I know that you will probably be the same for me.

I'm really glad that you made it back and I wished that I could have done a better job in helping you settle down a bit more. Truthfully, my life is pretty chaotic. Just like you need things spelled out for you and put into a box, I need that too sometimes.

Hopefully, I will keep updating this throughout your stay here so I document this timeframe where you are a foreigner in my land and my life. Then eventually give this to you so then we can compare our thoughts.