I’ve always been very curious about doors …. especially doors in New York City ???? … the city that never sleeps ???????????? !!!! I lived there for a year and a half by myself at 23 … but I never felt alone there ever … it felt like magic ????!!!! I left the city for work and was gone for a while but when I flew back ✈️ … it was like a holy experience !!!! I sobbed when I landed … it had been too long ….that was my home … my everything … I didn’t realize how much I missed it !!!! It’s funny how what we see is very deceiving … The doors to me are the outward appearance… you never know what’s really inside… that’s what makes New York so damn cool … there are doors everywhere and there’s the mystery always to what’s on the other side !!! What if we all went by what we felt … not by what we saw … what type of door would you chose ??? My heart belonged to New York and I knew the moment I landed …. I actually started asking around if there was a holy existence of something most aren’t aware of cause I didn’t understand why I almost went to my knees when I landed ???? …. Some will say I’m crazy for sharing that but most say that anyways so ????????‍♀️????????‍♀️????????‍♀️ !!!!

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