Standing Room Only

A World of Short Stories

Quick Obsession

All it took was a look before I became immediately obsessed.  I knew I would need to move – to leave to make sure I got what I wanted.  The first thing I knew I needed to do was to start paring down the number of objects I knew I would need.  There were clothes I hadn’t worn and books I had never read and I began to wonder what the point was. 

I had big plans and I had ideas on how to get there.  To become the artist I wanted to be, I knew I needed to limit my distractions.  What I really wanted to do was to become an author and an artist and knew I would really need to buckle down to become both.  Somewhere along the line, the idea of living in a studio became synonymous with being a successful creative. 

I didn’t really care if it was a studio apartment or a legitimate art studio.  I knew that whatever avenue I took, my possessions could not make the trip.  Getting rid of my clothes wasn’t that big of a deal since most of them were bought several years before and most came from the local thrift shop.  Getting rid of you was another story.  I thought I had wanted you to be in my life forever, but everything changed when I became obsessed with was the view of the NYC skyline.  And I would do whatever it took to keep that skyline in my life.   

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