Be brave, horse and rider seemed to suggest. Stand tall. Make hard choices. Dare to feel, to dream, to be heard. We are here beside you.
And they were.
I’m rather transient at the moment. I left Singapore on Sunday and arrived in New York City on Monday. I’m flying to Rochester to spend time with my family next Tuesday and officially moving to New York to an as-yet-to-be-found apartment the first week of August. Work starts at the end of August.
So at the moment, I’m a girl without a physical home. I’ve written before about home as people and not places for me, but I can’t help but think again about privilege. Because I have people in a lot of different places, there will always be somewhere for me to go even if I don’t have a bed, couch, or roof to call my own.
Not everyone is that lucky.
I’ve seen a lot of that in just a few days here in New York City.
So why am I here? I’m here to make the world a better, more peaceful place. Time to get on that.
Welcome to New York.