Last week I met up with Brett to celebrate my three year anniversary in New York. It was also the one year anniversary celebration for his workplace. We met up in Red Hook, and walked to The Good Fork for dinner. En route, Brett showed me one of his favorite pieces of street art in the area:
I think it's really beautiful.
After the party, Brett helped me fix my wobbly seat. The seat was knocked askew when my housemate borrowed it, and had taken a fall.
I still can't believe it's been three years since I arrived in the city. It's become less scary and intimidating. I still find it hard, but it's just a matter of taking it a day at a time.