Home is Where the cool is?

What a difference a Year can make! 

Sheesh. 

Last year, on this date, I gave back my apartment. I don't feel anything but absolute JOY for having done so. 

I was terrified for years...
about leaving "Such a good deal!" That I undermined my happiness and capabilities bc of how "good" I thought I had it. And "how lucky I was!" 

I pass my old apartment maybe once a month. In the beginning it was far more often, like every week. Now, I don't really have any desire to "visit."

If I'm passing by I'll look up at my old window. But the fondness is gone. All that I thought that apartment was, it was Not. 

I AM what was cool about that apartment.

That apartment didn't MAKE ME cool. 

That was my fear for the longest time, that if I moved, I would no longer be the cool West Village chic. I would be out of my element. I would be booooring! 

Everything that I thought was cool, FUN, and interesting about my life I thought was Because of my apartment. 

Ya see...

I had true NYC street cred! 

Rent Stabilized apartment on 14th Street for 10+years. 

Pretty cool, huh? 

Nope.

Today, look back and realize when you were being less courageous than you had hoped! 

When it took you longer than you would have liked to see Someone, Something, Somen...For what it truly is. 

Any regrets? 

Any lessons? 

Any hopes? 

My hope for myself was that I would have realized sooner that an APARTMENT doesn't ake me "cool". I MAKE THE APARTMENT cool. 

So...

If it's me that's making it cool, then...

I am cool. 

I can make anywhere I CHOOSE to live cool.

And...

I don't have to identify with a box. 

An apartment, house, mansion...

Just 4 walls. 

You matter first. 

Wherever you take you, 

You will be okay. 

That's more important than your cool factor or the size of your abode! 

;)

Xoxo