saying good bye

The other day, my friend moved away to new york. I took the picture below from her car as we drove to the city for her going away dinner. I must say that it's sad to say good bye... but even more sad to see someone living the life you want to live. I don't know why, but I still ache to move to New York. I haven't really pin-pointed why, though. I often feel that New York is my refuge, a place where I can be completely independent and living a life that's filled completely with my aspirations manifesting themselves. At this point, there are so many reasons why I can't (or don't want to) move. I can't even tell at this point, whether they're actual reasons, or just excuses....

Oh.. to dream.