i'm staying

i had a one night stand. with providence. i was tempted by this other place that seemed, i wondered, . . . easier? until i was suddenly presented with the choice. the real choice. do i heart ny? or would i take a chance on that one night? would somewhere else answer all of the questions i have, give me the freedoms i want, and yet the security i need?

and there was my answer.

neither practicality nor opinions had a thing to do with it.

just me.

my entire body told me in a thousand different ways that it may not be "easy" or "secure" in conventional ways. and i can fight with this city like everyone else living in it. but there is no other choice for me. not now.

this is home.