Post-Brooklyn

Before I start this, I would like to say I had no internet for the past week in my sublet. Thus, I was forced to forgo my plans of posting while in Brooklyn. I apologize. 

Brooklyn is not the new Manhattan. Brooklyn is the borough for baby-makers, hipsters without money, and people plotting to move into the city. Brooklyn is perfect for those people. Not for me. 

But I loved Brooklyn. It is the small town I never lived in--I always grew up in the 'burbs of big cities, namely St. Louis and San Antonio. The tiny, locally-owned shops called out to me every time I passed. I walked in a few and found the clothing just as expensive as in Manhattan. Boo! 

Yet, Brookyln is exceptionally domestic--babies and dogs galore. And, while I do consider myself a domestic goddess, I refuse to be a domestic mortal. 

I want action. I need excitement. I am ready to start a career. I am 23. Newly engaged. Excited about life and love.

Yet, why are all my friends focused on domestication? 

Please spread the word. Don't fence me in.