You Can Make It Anywhere

They say if you can make it in New York City, you can make it anywhere. Having adjusted to the new routine of my life, I’m reminded on a daily basis of the hustle and bustle associated with living on the streets of Brooklyn. Every day seems like a brand new opportunity to make it big, and instead of reacting out of desperation, as I have in the past, I’ve been calculating each move like a chess master at play, slowly but surely inching my way to the inevitable victory that awaits me. Morning commutes always allow for introspection, as I keep my head low and my eyes focused on the visions that lay themselves out in front of me, awaiting my full attention. I can’t explain these moments, but if I had to try, I’d compare them to dreaming in a wakened state, where my reality bends before me and molds itself to the will of my imagination. Even now as I type this, I’m wondering to myself, what it is exactly that allows these words to flow through me? Somehow, somewhere along my journey, I’ve acquired the skill to hold a pen, and create magic with it. A wand of sorts, the ability to express myself is one of the biggest gifts that I will ever receive from the universe. With all this in mind, and a roadmap in front of me of where it is I’m going, and how I’m going to get there, I’m counting my blessings by the second in hopes of enough time to see the future that I’m creating. My sobriety is a super power during this time, allowing me to flow through the crashing waves that fail to disturb the current. I know that my time is near, and I wake up everyday feeling the emotions I would feel the day I become successful in my endeavors. It is within this process, that I’m fully manifesting my ultimate reality.