I spent the weekend in California for the Chinese moon festival.
Had mooncakes - lots of yummy food - Six Flags - Half Moon Bay - and some minor fights.
Talked about what it means to "care for someone."
Guess it's a different concept to everyone.
We were driving home at sunset time.
Reminded me of the comfy and fuzzy feelings at Union Square. I was sitting in Starbucks one afternoon in winter 2010 with my friend, looking out the window, enjoying the view of pedestrians - fashionable NYC pedestrians they were, and felt so comfortable. I wasn't living in a nice area of NYC, nor did I have a job. But I felt very comfortable and loved the moment that I was having. I was glad my friend was with me, and although we don't talk much anymore, I think I would remember him for that afternoon.
I want to be the person who creates those pleasant moments for others. Not fights.
And I think I have to be back to NYC to find those moments again. Whether it will be soon or later, I want to be back. Back as a successful person.
And a happy person who loves the moments she lives in.