Happy 1989 (Taylor’s Version) from NYC

Besides debut, 1989 is strangely the era – if not the album – that I have the most biased, sentimental feelings towards. I may not be as stirred by the album’s contents as other Taylor LPs, but the period of time this album was created holds a lot of deeply held emotions for me that have only strengthened in these last few months leading up to 1989 (Taylor’s Version).

I think about the 22 year old me who hailed her first New York City taxi in a mad dash to get to the Empire State Building before midnight.

I think about the 30 year old me who traipsed to the top of that very same building this weekend, stepping out onto the top floor bathed in golden hour light.

I think about all the ways these versions of me are different: Happy. At ease. Thoughtful.
And all the ways we are still the same: Pensive. Quick to laugh. Ambitious.

Here’s to those who are reliving that time period and those living it fully for the first time and all the versions you’ve been in between.