I went back to Fire Island. It had been a year. My friends and I we throw a party for Pride. It's always a good time (and luckily good weather). We drink and we eat too much calories (and I come home tan), but also rested. It's been four months since I've left the city and I needed to leave. As my friend Linda says, life begins at the end of your comfort zone. Sometimes we need to leave the places we love in order to grow.
And yes, I met a man and I got a new crush. Just that feeling was enough. To feel. It's a powerful thing.
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