Lost with a cause

The past few days have been filled with lots of work, dinners, shopping, and speed walking through the park. And *NSYNC. Can't forget about my fav ninties crooners.

Friday I met a few friends midtown East for drinks after work. What should've been a 10 minute ride took me 50 minutes. As much as I complain about my knack for getting lost, chasing trains has been a fun way to learn the city and to learn to trust myself, as backwards as that sounds. Usually my biggest mistakes come from not trusting my instincts or neglecting to use them at all while traveling. If I've learned anything in the past months its that I can depend on myself more than I thought. And to read signs. They exist for a good reason.