As 2016 comes to a close, I couldn’t help but sit back and reflect on what I would consider a pivotal year. I’ve been in NYC now for almost 4 years and for the first time, I started to consider the big apple as home. The initial transition was challenging for me, as may of my Manhattanite friends warned. “You’ll cry for the first year and question if this was even the right decision and then one day you wake up and things magically click”. I have to be honest, it took me the better part of 2 years to find some sort of a groove. Of course I still have the days that the weather sucks, people are assholes and I feel like the world is ending, but as my time progresses here, the exciting energy of the city began to outweigh the frustrating days.
With a birthday looming, I’ve decided to listen to my older and wiser inner voice. “Take one day at a time-stop and smell the flowers as you rush through Central Park during your busy day-let the assholes roll off you like water-and if all else fails there’s always retails therapy 🙂
Happy New Year!