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Chris I arrive in New York just after 9pm and it began pouring down rain the minute I stepped out of the airport. To make this weather even more intolerable, it's cold. Freezing. I was only in Australia for a few weeks, but I had gotten used to the warm weather. It's the middle of summer there and here in New York, it's the middle of a quite brutal winter. I wouldn't be surprised if this rain didn't change over to snow soon. I take a cab over to Lucy's place, telling myself if I just go to her, right now, I won't have time to chicken out. I didn't come all this way for nothing. But the closer I get, the more I start to panic. What if she doesn't want to see me? What if she pushes me away again after I've came all this way? I remind myself of why I'm here, why I dropped thousands on a pl