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"fall-ing" for nyc all over again

its officially fall again here in the big apple. im gearing up for my second fall spent in the most amazing city. im excited for boots and scarves, huge comfy sweaters and cups of hot cocoa. im excited for skiing and ice skating, warm fires and cute boys. that last one somehow always makes its way in my conversations, doesnt it ;)

im excited to run the philly marathon with my big bro. im excited for fall running in central park. fall is so beautiful in nyc and i cant wait to take it all in. autumn beers, cozy bars and thick warm coats; fall is a fn time of year. id be lying if i said i LOVED the cold, but you gotta do it, right? if it means living in this amazing place, i figure i can tough it out.

new york city has become home. ive lived here for about 2 years and havent felt more settled, happy or proud of what i have been doing, who i have met, and the experiences that i have had in a long time. 

i love ny.


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