Arrival to NYC

It has been 14 days since my NY life started. It feels like a rebirth. It almost feels as if my life in Mexico had been a dream. And now, I wake up in a different environment.

Do surroundings define the self? It feels as if I have to redefine myself. Who am I when I am in NYC?

But if the Being is eternal, how can the moving circumstances help me define who I am. Is it that the Being needs a point of reference for experiences?

My point of reference now is NYC.

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yogi, philosopher, fashion designer, chef...
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