It’s a whole new beginning. It’s yellow taxicabs and skyscrapers, and Woody Allen and Breakfast at Tiffany’s. The weird thing is that although I’ve never actually been to New York, I already feel an affinity toward it.
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Then she turned to me and smiled brightly, and said, “I’ve always thought you would suit New York, Becky. It’s the perfect place for you.”
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Tiffany’s. It’s Tiffany’s, right in front of me! I mean, this is what New York is all about. Little blue boxes, and white ribbon, and those gorgeous silver beans.
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I mean, visiting any shop for the first time is exciting. There’s always that electric buzz as you push open the door; that hope, that belief, that this is going to be the shop of all shops, which will bring you everything you ever wanted, at magically low prices. But this is a thousand times better. A million times. Because this isn’t just any old shop, is it? This is a world-famous shop. I’m actually here. I’m in Saks on Fifth Avenue in New York.
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I dump my stuff on the table and look around the bright, buzzing room at the girls milling about, grabbing at merchandise, trying on scarves, piling their arms full of glossy new gorgeous things. And I feel a sudden warmth, an overwhelming realization. These are my people. I’ve found my homeland.
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But at the same time, half of me wants to run away, give up on the idea, and buy myself a nice pair of shoes to commiserate.
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The reason my stomach feels so hollow and my hands feel so damp is that this really matters to me. I can’t tell myself I don’t care and it’s not important, like I do about most things. Because this really does matter.
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Limos and flowers; waxed eyebrows and designer clothes from Barneys; a purse stuffed with business cards of TV executives. These are my people; this is where I’m meant to be. My old life seems a million, zillion miles away, like a tiny dot on the horizon.
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And to start my life all over again. Another chance. That’s all I want.
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I feel as though that whole part of my life is over. Luke, America, television, everything. Time to start again.
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It’s feng shui! You have to let things out of your life to allow the new good things in.