There are times that walk from you, like some passing afternoon.

I am so sleepy.

We pulled in around midnight from our grand adventure. As we were rounding my street I almost wanted to ask to drive around the circle one more time because I knew once we pulled in the driveway,

it would be over.

It was the weirdest feeling, we fit about 3 weeks worth of fun into 3 days. But, we had absolutely nothing planned. We never had a schedule or a be here at this time or that, we just let ourselves "be".

Be. Just letting the days plan themselves. It was the kind of rest we really needed. Just to be away from our schedules and plans and time frames. We never thought of home once.

And even among all the chaos, laughing, coffee, walking, sleepyness, music and cooking, we had some really good soul talks. Really just valuing such lovely people.

So thankful for the friends we stayed with. They have a wonderful home in the sense that they make it one just by all being together. Some of my favorites moments were definitely spent in the apartment. Smiles.

We went to the MoMA. I almost cried in the entry way because of all the beauty. Then I cried alot throughout the entire museum. My brain was so filled and inspired after. Just wow.

I just felt apart of history. Seeing some of the most famous paintings of all time. These painting you've seen a million times in your art history books, there they are. Looking closely at every brushstroke. Being able to just sense the raw emotion. I was just so moved.

We had a goodbye breakfast at probably the most deliciously fresh cafe. yum.

We were only an hour outside Greg's hometown. So before we headed home we got to stop into good ol' hunterdon. I saw my beautiful jersey loves, starting with my Mama Antonow. We surprised her at work:), spent some soul time with Amy, surprised my darling Presley at work, and ended our quick visit with cupcakes at Linneys. As Lin shut the door and looked at me she just said, "wow, I feel like you were here yesterday" like no time had passed at all (it has really been since the beginning of aug.) It made my heart so warm because I knew I really had a family in jersey too. Sigh.

She sent us off with cupcakes and we started the long haul.

As we pulled away across the amazing vast of bright blue and white clouds we saw a hot air balloon floating across the sky. All Joy could get out was a scream and when she pointed and I saw it I screamed too until we both started to laugh with tears in our eyes.

It was pretty magical.

The ride home was filled with many sing-a-longs and lovely chats.

It was truly a beautiful escape.

xoxo j

Where you invest your love, you invest your life.

Did I mention I was running away to New York City?

Well I am, I mean I did. I'm here.

I have a small break from school, so my loveliest Joy and I decided to get in the car and disappear for a few days.

We came with the utmost intention of rest. Did I really think that was going to happen? I mean I came to freakin New York City.

We got in around midnight and it felt so good to be reunited with friends.

We slept longer than either of ever sleep in, until 10 o'clock. wow.

We had good conversation, music, waffles, and coffee. It seemed ridiculously perfect and felt right.

After breakfast, we went to get some of our stuff out of the car (which was parked about a block away)

You can't even imagine the feeling in the pit of my stomach when we rounded the corner, and my car was gone.

That's right gone.

We assumed "oh gosh it must be towed". So we came in and called in my plates.

You can't even imagine the feeling in my stomach when the pound said they had no record of that car.

Stolen. The only answer was my car was stolen in New York City.

I cried. Freaked out. Then I called the police.

They came and we gave them all the info. They told us they most people stealing cars weren't trying to steal Volkswagen Beetles. And sometimes it takes the pound awhile to register all the cars they picked up.

So about an hour of worrying later. I got a phone call saying my car was at the pound, which still really sucked but was much better than being stolen. We can pick it up Monday.

I know really good first few hours, right?

We decided to not let it spoil our day and went out adventuring.

We legit waited in line for about 45 minutes for vegan doughnuts.

COMPLETELY worth it.

things along the way.

We went to the Metropolitan. I was in awe.

Then I turned the corner and saw it. Jackson Pollock, number 30.

I sat in front of it a long while and cried.

I have much more to share from the Met, but I'll save them for a separate post.

I hope you all had a wonderful saturday, hopefully a little less crazy than ours.

On a positive note, at least I don't have to find parking for tonight.

xoxo j