new york.

this city has giving me so much heartbreak, joy, tears, pain, and most importantly strength..
living in this city is enriching, enlightening and unique.
even the smell is unique..

a mixture of jamaican, chinese, spanish restaurants, fish markets, mcdonalds, and fruit stands... and you cant forget garbage.

the sounds of the city,
bus and taxi cabs, car horns, millions and millions of people talking and walking every single direction..

i live in the bronx,
no its not that bad, near yonkers near mt.vernon near the 2train, near every single thing that you can think of..
its not bad at all.. its actually nice, i never felt or heard about any violence occuring in my neighborhood..
everytime i tell someone i live in the bronx they respond with a terrified : oh no :
puhlease, the bronx is cool. and nyc is a defintely : dont start no shit wont be no shit : type of place

and i, cierra.. never starts no shit! haha



i wouldnt replace this experience at all
this is the place i gave birth to my son
this is the place i fell in love
this is the place i grew stronger in..
this is the place that brought me happiness.

this is a location, in another chapter of my book.


if i can make it here, then i can make it anywhere