First day in New York: Spring Fever for the City

First full day in New York City. A few things (although I've been thinking of several things to say on this but have forgotten them now that I've finally sat down to type. Whoops. Bad blogger. BAD.) I feel really clear right now, very assured, ready, willing, open - everything positive. Everything has gone smoothly (a gift from the universe? Because that outcome was truly not expected. I expected at least ONE snafoo).
I never thought I'd leave seattle so calmly. I went to a friends house for a short drink, went home, looked around my empty house for the last time. white walls, sound bouncing off of them and the hardwood floor below. I left notes all around for my best girl Carey, because she is moving in and because I want to stay in her world so badly. A house that has been amazing for me, delivering me from a sticky situation in a difficult time, and has remained my pride and joy since I moved in. That was almost two years ago.
I looked around. I said goodbye to the empty walls, locked the door, closed it and walked away. On the ride to the airport I looked at everything as though it was the last time. I unloaded my luggage. I got on the plane. I flew away. I must admit, I looked out the window and felt overwhelmed for moment (because I am STILL so in love with Seattle and always will be. I love you Seattle.)
I slept on the plane and I woke up here. I've done the right thing. I love it already. Lets fall in love NYC, shall we?