The best experiences are those we miss but do not regret leaving behind.
This is my conclusion having spent a good part of the afternoon downtown. I absolutely loved living there, the bravery it summoned, the self-defined grittiness, as well as some really memorable times. That said, I am so glad to be where I am now and that makes it the best kind of memory possible.
In other news, I am obsessed with this. If you don't think that I've already found a karaoke version on youtube, you're dead wrong.
And lastly, I've just made a huge-ass lasagna with Passover only two days a week. Biiiiig dummy.