busy. dirty. never a dull moment. i must say i have fallen in “i really like you” with new york city.
most of my time there was spent with my lovely veronica going out, eating, dancing, shopping, relaxing, having a good time. i couldn’t have asked for more. it was such a fun and necessary trip.
although when she was working/in class i was alone in the largest metropolitan area in the US. what’s one Bos to do in such a large city.
there’s always something to do. and it’s overwhelming. you feel like you need to constantly be on the move, be rushed, doing something, otherwise you might as well be in Boston. I joke. But it’s no joke that New York City is tough to keep up with.
You look around you and it’s always hustling. This city truly never does sleep and it’s easy to fall into that trap, that warped mindset of always having to be on the go. losing sleep. for instance, wednesday evening when I arrived, we spent some time @ veronica’s place, it’d been two months since we last saw each other and quite honestly we needed to get over the surreal-ness of the moment. so around midnight we decided it’d be a good time to go out, grab a bite to eat and a drink. we’d both had long days, hadn’t eaten, and had an appetite. she took me to cafeteria. (i just googled their web site to link it up and it’s quite amazing. don’t let the soothing music take anything away from what i’m about to say). so we walk there and i’m expecting a chill 24 hour diner type place that will have ok food and a quiet tone to it. i mean it is a wednesday night and it’s past midnight.
we walk in, i felt like i had to be on a guest list to be seated. the place is bumping. packed. energy. life. music. very cool. posh. quite nice. the food was delicious. the drinks were great. not what i expected at all for a place called cafeteria on a wednesday night. instantly it felt like a friday or saturday night and we had been out partying and going crazy. thinking back to this moment. it embodies everything i felt about new york city there after.
you don’t find these places anywhere else. you might. but i haven’t. i won’t. this was a first. but as i sat there gazing at my beautiful companion, eating away at my delicious fried chicken salad and sippin’ on my coco mojito, i found myself rushing to get through this because i felt like i had to quickly do something immediately after. woah! what a feeling.
new york city doesn’t stop. and you can’t stop either. everything you do, everywhere you go, it’s packed and you need to know the way. people are moving, doing things incredible and terrible. always. always.
it’s overwhelming of course, but i feel like you need to own it. you need to make yourself own it. the city, the lifestyle. you need to grab it and make it your own. and that’s the beauty of it all i think. there’s no set path. they always say you if you make it in new york you can make it anywhere, and i think that’s left open for interpretation. i believe that if you make yourself in new york city, you can take that anywhere. in new york, you can make your own path in life, but you need to abide by their rules of the game. you can’t stop. if you’re up to it, you’ll be sitting high, if you’re not, prepare to be left in the dirty, dark, hard to breath dust and smog they call air.
