Facing Fears on a Saturday Night

It’s Saturday. A girl I work with is having a party for her

30^th birthday at her apartment- in Brooklyn!

She sent out a Save the Date weeks ago and I put in on my calendar. She sits

next to me at work, she saw me do it and I said I’d love to come to her party –

in Brooklyn.

I’ve lived in downtown NYC for nearly seven years yet I can

count on my hands (probably one), how many times I’ve been to Brooklyn.

If there’s a party of event in Brooklyn, it immediately

lowers the chance I’ll be there. I don’t know why. Really, distance-wise, many

parts of Brooklyn are closer to my apartment than my

office in Midtown. Really, a cab there is half the price of a cab uptown (not

that I venture there too often either) and the subway that could get me

door-to-door is only steps away.

I always say I want to go someplace different, see people

and places in NYC that I haven’t before and Brooklyn

offers that and more. So, hopefully tonight I can get past my mental block

thinking a trip to Brooklyn is such an anxiety-inducing

task.

That said, I guess it’s time to stop procrastinating, go

down and get a cab and hope the driver doesn’t wince when I say I need to go to

Williamsburg! Remember that “Sex in

the City” episode where Miranda moved to Brooklyn and

the cab driver kicked her out because he said he didn’t do Brooklyn!