I am still getting used to actually saying I live in NYC. At least twice a week, I think to myself, "I really live here (either with a question mark or an exclamation, depending on what is occurring).
I am a teacher. I love teaching people of all ages about things of all topics.
I am a friend. But, I am really not good at keeping in regular contact with people. Before I moved to NYC, my mother and father (in StL) reminded me that I rarely visited or called them while I lived only 15 minutes away - they told me that I had to keep in touch more regularly after I moved hundreds of miles away. I don't like that I do it, but I am always there for people and it is always as though no time has passed.
I am a former athlete who is really struggling with the new body I have. I don't mind having curves, but am really struggling with the lessening of muscle and the addition of fat to places I never knew it could be. It's been over a decade since I was competitive, but for a long time after, I still had a great body. I guess since hitting 30, my body has rejected its former self. I know I should accept it, but I don't want to.
I am becoming more open and opinionated as I get older. And I don't really care to hold back my thoughts all the time as I used to when I was younger.
I am a people watcher. And this is the perfect city for me to do it - though I have to be more secretive about it on the subways... can't gaze at people for too long.
This was hard, this was my Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. Today's prompt, "I am _____." You can link up or read other's I Am statements by visiting Jana's Thinking Place each Sunday.. You can write on this prompt. You can write on any other topic. It is five minutes of free writing.
It is usually pretty cathartic.