I get kinda down. Today is one of those days. I'm getting sick of rainy New York and need a little sun. I'm also a little concerned about how much I love NYC and the fact that due to owning a rather needy restaurant in Boston my boyfriend is rather permanently there. I still have a year before graduation but you know how fast those things go. Once that's up I have to make grown up decisions about what I'm going to do and where I'm going to be. I could work in Boston, but the ceiling is pretty low there and there isn't a lot of what I want to do. The reality is I have always wanted to be living in New York and now that I'm here not only do I know that I can do it but I know that I love it. Have any of you of been in a situation like this, are you now? What did you do? Career or love? Isn't that what we're always asking ourselves?