To be honest, it was not the best Halloween for me… I remember myself last year, how inspiring it was for me when I saw the parade for the first time in my life. I even had a press pass this year, but I couldn’t find the passion in my heart to cover it as best I could. My thoughts were with my friends in Ukraine and I thought I had no right to feel anything but pain.

But. I kicked myself into the subway and went to the parade. And it worked. It helped me reconnect with myself, feel life, become a part of it again. I love New York for this. Even if I feel really really bad, I just need to go out and walk through its streets to recover.