There's this total manwhore phenomenon happening, where even the geeks are player now. It's like Manhattan is this giant playground and guys want to keep playing forever.

All I know is, if we don't eat soon I'm going to chew off a limb. And I can't guarentee it'll be mine.

But maybe those things are like background noise if you’re from here. Maybe you have to experience this as a whole new place to appreciate it like I do.

I'm thinking that it might actually be possible for things to work out sometimes. Definitely not everything and maybe not the way you imagined. But sometimes, when you least expected it, life surprises you.

It’s interesting how something that comes so easily to one person can be so impossible for someone else.

It’s like once everyone decides who you are, you’re locked into their version of you and that’s it.

I have to get my life back on track. Order as an antidote to chaos. Calm after the storm.