Postcard post-- similar to a "Polaroid Post" but with postcards. ;) I bought these postcards in a little shop called Wildwood in Greencastle, IN the semester after I got back from NYC.
I used to have these postcards taped to my desk for my entire senior year. There's just something about New York for me-- it makes me think faster and move faster. I'm not comfortable there, ever, but I love it. I think sometimes we, as people, enjoy feelings that we can't quite categorize. We like to figure out solutions, but we like things better when they are mysterious, surprising, and puzzling. Art. Significant others. Food... New York is a bit like that for me. It's old, but it's new... I love it, and hate it at the same time. How does that even happen? :)