894 miles

Its funny how New York can seem like the biggest and smallest city in the world at the exact same time. Every day I walk with millions of people- bump into people I will never see again and share stares with individuals on the subway that have no direct impact on my life at this moment. Thats what makes this city so big- just the actual amount of people.

But this city is also the only place in the world where you will ever run into people. Just like that, in the middle of the street I bumped into a sorority sister I hadn't seen in 2 years- random and out of place. Well yesterday's story tops them all. I walked out of my building to get lunch and there were 3 men standing outside in Lassiter High school band jackets. I thought to myself,'thats cool, I know where that high school is.' As I was heading in a different direction, one of the man turned around and a voice that I though came from behind me... but actually came from my mouth goes, "Mr. Cole?" the man looked at me confused. I approached him and reached out my hand and said, "Hi Mr. Cole, I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Brandi Unger, you were my band teacher in middle school."

The confusion on his face went from 'who is this weird girl,' to 'oh my gosh.' The first words out of his mouth, "Bass Clarette, you tried so hard." (aka, I sucked, but I really did try hard... nothing worked to improve my skills, I just was not meant to play in the band. My nickname was 'squeeker' because no music would come out of the instrument... just squeeks). He was in town because the school is playing on Thursday in the Thanksgiving Day Parade. After a few minutes of small chit chat, we headed our separate ways. But who would have thought I would run into my middle school band teacher, the most random person- in front of my building- in New York city- 894 miles away from home.

This city is funny. Sometimes its bigger than I can handle and other times its the smallest place in the world. Just depends on the day. The same goes with my feelings with this city... it is turning into a love hare relationship.

But our relationship (our referring to me and New York) is taking a little break. We need to be separated from each other, take a breather. As exciting and fast moving as this city is, I am going back to my one true love tonight. Home. I have made sure that some of my belongings have been left here, forcing that I come back after break, but this should be interesting. Going home for the first time in 4 months... Beyond ready.

I will make sure to keep all of you in the loop of course. The next few weeks are going to be a bumpy ride... Guaranteed.

Peace, Love and who know's whats going to happen next.... or who I will run into,

B