The night was just so nice, and I drank rum and coke and they don’t serve food so we brought in our own, potluck style. The Astoria girls and I sat around waxing feminism and political. About ten of us were left at the end of the evening, and Jonathan & Jennifer were nice enough to host us back in their amazing backyard. We ordered food and drank wine and it was lovely, lovely, lovely. Josh, Dayna, and I split a cab back to the Ditmars area, and then in my Saturday morning wanderings I ran into both of them. I love that I live in a neighborhood where I run into people on the street.
So yeah. I love my neighborhood and my neighbors and the life I’ve made for myself in Astoria. I really wish I had put this all more eloquently because the topic deserves it.
It’s like, I moved here in the middle of an overdramatic break up and grad school rejections and this community was so welcoming and immediately made me feel home and like I had a place here. It some how came around that I had just gotten out of a relationship at one of my first Astoria events, and got the typical comments And then at the end of the evening, Lia put her hand on my arm and was like “Your ex boyfriend is an idiot. You’re lovely.”
And she totally didn’t have to say that, and it was so sweet and bonus for the use of lovely.
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