Since my social butterfly friend has been around I have been gallivanting around New York more than usual. On Friday I had dinner with Lorena at a little hole in the wall in the Nolita area. The food was great, we had goat cheese salad, chicken empanadas, and some delicious cheeses accompanied with some great wine. At around ten we headed to the meat packing district to our favorite dancing spot Son Cubano, where we met up with old friends, put back a couple of mojitos while we waited for the dancing to begin. We danced till 3 at which point you couldn't really dance anymore cause there was so many people all you could really do is sway to the music. Saturday a couple of girls invited me to go watch the Sex and The City movie at seven and get some dinner after. I was hesitant to go cause I was really tired from the dancing with four inch heels bit. I ended up going cause I figured the alternative of staying home all day was just not an option. So I ventured off to the upper west side and had an awesome time. The movie was a lot of fun it was not everything I expected but it had all the elements I loved and missed from the series, I could understand that they could not squeeze everything in the a two hour film but I was just glad I got to take another look at the fierce foursome. After the movie we headed to Vento Trattoria for some good Italian food and wine. I left early because of train schedule problems etc but I wish I could have stayed longer. Which brings me to the main point I wanted to make. What am I doing in Connecticut? I supposedly moved here because I wanted to be closer to my job and my relationship. I no longer have either, so what am I doing here? The job part is easy there are plenty of jobs here for me Stamford is slowly becoming finance headquarters, but I'm alone here I need my friends I need New York. It's hard because I did get use to the area, I love the scenery and where I live but I am alone here, if not for my roommate I would not know anyone in the state. This is quite a conundrum cause in the Sex and the City movie they make a point of showing how girls move to New York to find love, I always having been difficult, I left New York for love and ended up with nothing to show for the three years except perhaps the realization that I am dumber than I look. That even though I have created a whole persona of trying to portray myself as being strong, smart and savvy I am not in the matters of the heart. I am just a girl who forced herself to believe the lies because he made her smile. How is that for Sex and the City.
