Never has being around so many made you feel so alone. You thought you would have found your Miranda and Charlotte by now, not watching them on DVD wondering how a show could get so much right and wrong in the same season.
Every day it becomes clearer that New York is the greatest place to be when you matter but it’s the worst place to be when you don’t. Around every corner is a better apartment, or a better happy hour, or all the makings of a wonderful life you wish you had.
But I don’t think you should leave New York.
This guy wrote an entire essay about how he has Stockholm Syndrome for New York and so you should, too.
“In your heart, you know you were not meant for an ordinary life. You flourish in a life surrounded by innovators and passionate people.”