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Growing up, New York City was a highly romanticized place, but a sought after destination nonetheless. Before coming to the city for the first time, I prepared myself to be somewhat let down by the fact that it couldn't be as vibrant and rich as I had imagined it; however, it was everything I had hoped for. This city seems different to me from other well known places in that it embodies its own romanticized version of itself. The city itself has all the complexity and character of a living breathing thing, which is what brings it to life for me. It has always been my destination, and I am so glad to have finally arrived.
That's funny, I feel very
That's funny, I feel very differently. I thought I would just love New York City, and was so excited for it, but I've found myself looking around with a bit of disappointment. I'm not sure why; it is not lacking anything I thought I would find here, really. I suppose it's just going to take me some adjusting, which in itself is a strange concept for me, because I've always been so quick to adjust. Oh well. I'll keep my fingers crossed.
Ha, I feel like our blog
Ha, I feel like our blog posts read like opposites.
lol
and we probably commented on each others at the same time hah. yours brought up those conflicting emotions that i guess i had been trying to suppress a little bit. I am really happy to have finally made it here, but part of me is still deeply connected to my hometown and the people in it. I don't know, I guess i feel comforted by the fact that i have such good friends and that's not going to change because of distance. I think that makes it easier for me to be happy here.
Ditto
I get that too - I've had upperclassman friends who have left and then it really changes, but I have certain friends that I know I will be just as tight with as soon as I set foot back in Y-town and that keeps me optimistic.