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Tonight I said goodbye to Elvia. Elvia was my plant. I got her the when I first moved into my new flat and she has been the only plant in the apartment to survive the harsh life.Some people think it is funny, but hey, I love plants. There's no much more to say. I wish I was one of those people with a green thumb... ever since I read The Secret Garden, when I was in 4th grade, I have wished to be one of those people to have anything grow on them, and of course, I mean plants, flowers, vegetation.... just be one of those people who can communicate with plants... (call it corny) ;) but I love them.I got Elvia the moment I found an apartment. Elvia, yes, that's her name... my dear plant... and since then, she has kept me company, and most importantly, she has let me take care of her..without suffering too much.When I first moved into this flat, my roommates had tons of plants... little by little they all died. The only plant that survived was Elvia. I took care of her as much as I could.... She sometimes suffered the harsh weather, but she kept strong, just like me...Tonight I gave her to my cousin. After much deliberating I decided that my cousin was the best person to have her... so as I rode the Long Island Railroad.. I just kept thinking how it all ends where it began: riding the Long Island Railroad.Saying goodbye to Elvia was more important that saying goodbye to my roommates..though they are cool and I may see them again in the future. Elvia was the little thing I had chosen to take care of... she was mine...she only related to me and me to her.... Leaving her at my cousin's meant the first step of saying goodbye....Doesn't she look cute riding the train?
Ok. So this is officially my last week in New York City, and after 4 months of a having my life turned upside down in many ways, I have decided to get personal, to dig into the core and try to untangle this mess I have gotten myself into. I now feel like it is something I HAVE to do. Organize the feelings and thoughts I have had these 4 months and little by little organize my life.I had been warned about this city. I knew I was taking a huge risk by coming here. And I don't mean the normal-kind of risk that one takes when traveling, but something that was much deeper and so, so very intimate...So intimate I still find it hard to put into words. But this post and the ones to come will try to start getting me out the labyrinth.That tiny red leaf, that survived the first snow storm is quite important. It is me... It is my soul, my mind, my body... The piece of me that is left in the insanity of this experience. A small leaf holding on to the branch... I hold on to the idea of what is coming... I hold on to love,I hold on to me.But to really do that I have to first organize what has happened...I have to figure out if I should be angry or grateful with New York...(to be continued)
It's hard to sleep in New York... when the city never sleeps, it's hard to sleep too... there are too many things going on. Outside the lights shine and the sirens echo in the night, bouncing on thelayers of smoke and freezing air; there's laughter and screams that can be heard through the window. Inside, the head spins just as fast... just as fast... just as fast...
Being without you was one of the hardest things I had to face... and it made me so strong, I always knew I would be fine, I would survive it all and better things would come... but still, a space in my heart just kept telling me you were the One for me...
Model: Alejandra Pardo
Make-up & styling: Lucia Rojas
Tonight I said goodbye to Elvia. Elvia was my plant. I got her the when I first moved into my new flat and she has been the only plant in the apartment to survive the harsh life.
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