Sad Shower in New York, (1995)
Yesterday i discovered that London rain has nothing on New York rain.
From Here To There: A growing map of Manhattan made only of directions from strangers on scraps.
Okay so i live in NYC now, no biggie.
So I have 3 days left in London and in classic Anna style, i’ve managed to leave everything to the last minute. I’ve been putting off packing for around 3 weeks and now i’m in a bit of a mad rush to get everything done. I keep forgetting that i’m not going on holiday and coming to terms with the fact that i have to pack up my life and fit it in a suitcase is slightly terrifying. The amount of times i’ve collapsed on my floordrobe, complaining about how i’ve got ‘nothing to wear’ seems ridiculous now- i have TOO MUCH STUFF and too little time. I also need to bear in mind that the wardrobe in my dorm room is the size of a small coffin and i’ve already packed more clothes than will fit in there. And what about general stuff? Bags, pen pots, photos, books. I haven’t even begun thinking about that! Gah i should probably get back to organising stuff.