So good to see some familiar florida faces @treydrivesgo @maydayparade
Me today, on the FP instagram (follow it!) . More here .
Every once in awhile something comes over me and I miss New York- my routines, the few trusty bars, the walking, the festivals, the cheap airports. But in the end, Philly always wins.
Is it weird that the changing leaves bum me out?
I’m from the south, heart and soul- I have never lived through the seasons. I’ve lived in the non-stop Florida sun and our “winters”. I’ve lived in New York in the snow and slush. But I’ve never lived through the seasons, watched the leaves change, fall off and disappear. This marks a first for me-every tree is the most beautiful shades of yellow, orange and red, its incredible. I want to pause it, stop it, tell it to hold off- beat back the inevitable snow and bitter cold thats coming. The most important person I want by my side isn’t here to appreciate it with me. He left in the summer, when 85 degree days meant tanks ruled our wardrobe. When he comes back there will be snow on the ground. I’ll have lived through an entire season without my best friend and something about that is so unsettling.
What do Saves the day, Bayside and I am the Avalanche all have in common?
Answer: Philadelphia. 2 Days. Me.
(Pictured above: oldschool, my fresh tattoo on my 18 year old self.)
Just booked Alex Paul a flight home. THREE days, I could not be happier.
MEL FOR (almost) A WEEK. A piece of tally in philly, stoked!