Sometimes, the weeks between trips grow very painful for me. Wanderlust becomes a physical itch and I grow moody, angry at the swell of humanity around me in NYC. Today began as such a day, and then I found this old self portrait. It was taken days after I moved here. || Sometimes perspective is all we need to change our tune. || I may not be able to travel right now but many people wish they were me, living here. #CountingMyBlessings #Thankful