Life in (or right outside) the Big Apple

So, it's been qiute awhile since my last post, which I have been told is somewhat disturbing considering the content of my last big story. Are you okay? People want to know. Is that why you haven't written? To be honest, it's been a bumpy road, sometimes I'm up, and sometimes I'm down (in bed kind of down). I've been to a few different kinds of doctors, and although nothing has been very conclusive (oh mysterious body) I have been trying to figure out things that I do and or eaot or drink that make me fee worse and not do and or eat those things. It seems to have cut down on the episodes, so I'm sticking with it and moving on with the next semester, which brings me to the next big news... New York here I come! I mean here I am! That's right, for the temporary time being I have become some kind of typical New Yorker. I am living in Garden City Long Island and taking a commuter train to downtown Brooklyn for classes and excitement/adventure. Okay, so I can't even pretend to be anything like a real New Yorker, but Kyle and I have decided to do our best to live it up this next semester, taking advantage of the rare and spectacular opportunities of our latest locale. This morning we said, "What shall we do this weekend? Shall it be the Brooklyn Museum and a picnic n Prospect Park, or the Met and a picnic in Central Park? Or Dinner and a show?" We're going for broke (hopefully not completely broke) since we've decided this is most likely a once in a lifetime opportunity. We are eventually looking to move into Brooklyn, so if anyone has any suggestions, let me know.