the big move

i'm here. new york. it feels surreal, like all the big changes i've experienced recently - finishing law school, finishing the bar - and i don't think i'll really believe it's true for weeks.

i got in a few hours ago. so far i've walked around the block to get quizno's for dinner, finished reading a charming memoir (Foreign Babes in Beijing), bought a bottle of water and the Sunday New York Times at the "bodega" across the street - aren't I practically a local already? - and took a nap, falling asleep to the soothing sounds of traffic outside.

i'm officially an east coaster again, after nine years getting used to life as a californian. it's an odd sensation, feeling somewhat at home and somewhat a foreigner. when i first moved to california, i was certain i'd end up back on the east coast, preferably sooner rather than later. but with each passing year california seemed more charming and comfortable, until i eventually felt much more at home in the bay area than when i was visiting my family and friends back here.

i feel like i fit in there. do i fit in here? i guess that's the beauty of new york - there are so many different kinds of people that everyone fits in here, somewhere.