My conversation with my adviser after she got the withdrawal form wasn't long at all. I really
respected and loved her; she showed me the world of communication and showed me
my place in it. She worked for us only; she wanted us to be great professionals
in what we do.
- Linda, you’re really
fast in your decisions. You need to think about this opportunity more, put all
of the advantages and disadvantages on a scale…
- I know it’s only May
and school starts in September. I understand I have money to pay rent only. I
realize that I don’t know anybody there. But I also know that’s what I want to
do, that’s where I want to be, and exactly when I want to leave.
- Do what your heart
tells you to do, but please remember that you can always come back.
I loved and respected
her more than most of the people I met in my life. But even she couldn't stop,
because nothing could stop me.
I found some place
online to stay at for the price I was able to pay. It was great to understand
that I’m moving to New York, Manhattan.
Packing my staff I
realized I’m a shopaholic, and I need to stop… Yeah, the United States changed
me a lot by involving me pretty intensively in the pure consumer society. I
mean, I never really refused to do that, but 4 pairs of jeans kind of surprised
and scared me a little bit.
As my flight was at
6.15 AM my friends and I decided not to go bed. We've been talking for hours
discussing our plans for the future, dreams and travelling ideas. It was great…
At that moment I realized that probably it’s not that safe to live in Oklahoma
where tornadoes are not that big of a deal, the landscape is pretty constant and
food is all pretty much fried (dear reader, I’m giving you full rights to blame
me for not liking fried food). But honestly, traveling around the world and
specifically in the United States, I found out that Oklahomans are probably the
greatest, the nicest, the kindest people you probably ever going to meet in the
entire world.
They never refused to
help me but refused to take money for gas, they listened to me if I needed to
be listened. Moving up north I knew that communication between people is going
to be in a very different way. However, I was ready to pay this price.
Standing in the airport
customs’ lane, my friends stood next to me, and id didn't feel like I was
leaving. I couldn't and I’m pretty sure my friends weren't able to understand
that this is THE MOMENT.
I hugged them and
smiled. “Bye guys! I love you so much. Thank you for everything!”
‘Cookies or pretzels,
ma’am?’
‘Umm... cookies and
orange juice please’ – I mumbled waking up.
I couldn't get back to
sleep on this flight again because the only thing that was filling my mind was
New York which was now just 2 hours and 45 minutes away of flying.
Finally after reading
some random magazines, looking at duty-free catalog listening to on-air
radio and watching kind of a random movie about some old people in elderly
house with tons of drama there, I heard the flight assistant announcing that
we’re close to destination and it’s time to buckle up.
‘Don’t forget to turn
off your electric devices,’ – the voice repeated a few times.
But no, I wasn't going
to do that as I was about to fulfill one of my mini-dreams and make a check
point in my buckle list. I opened my music gallery and found the folder
“Favorite.”
I could both feel and
see the plane getting lower every minute. It was the perfect moment and pressed
“Play.”
Looking for the first
time at the New York City from the bird’s point of view and hearing the first
chords of Frank Sinatra’s unofficial hymn of the city, I could see us passing
above Central park, Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty and other iconic
details of the city.
If
I can make it here, I can make it anywhere.
It’s
up to you, New York, New York
Living this moment I
was realizing that I will always remember it as it is my official start of
brand new life.
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