Appreciate how authentic and vulnerable this is :) This writing makes me appreciate all the little moments of nyc that come together to form life here. BIG FAN!!!!!!
This was really a uniquely beautiful slice into what it's like to move from SD directly into Midtown Manhattan. While I was there, it really was a struggle to find a way to keep warm and comfortable amid the frosty air and bustling traffic. Honestly, it's a bit of pathetic fallacy because it can feel equally difficult to find warmth in face to face interactions or in a relaxed cafe setting when the ambiance is so caked with people hurrying around. At the same time though, you do see people all the time, everywhere, and that's a bit of hygge that car dependent suburbia can really take away from you, especially cuz COVID.
I also share the feeling of stagnancy when going home, especially for a longer period of time. The hedonistic treadmill of stimulus that is NYC is difficult to walk away from, especially if you have friends there. And the feeling of being stuck is really palpable when you arrive back where you started, away from the relationships you've built. I can relate to how being at home is filled with: 1) text someone, 2) wait and wonder what to do, 3) wonder why you are so preoccupied with how long it will take to get a text back, 4) receive a text and reply to it, 5) repeat. It's quite maddening if you like to think of yourself as a rather independent person but you fall victim to these little things just because there's nothing else to do.
These sound like an exhausting 6 months, but it was great to read about your adventures and how you've felt. Reading this spurred me to write (albeit nowhere as spectacularly) about how mine. I hope things are going swimmingly Chloe :)
what a wonderful piece of writing - thanks for sharing :') and excited to read more
Appreciate how authentic and vulnerable this is :) This writing makes me appreciate all the little moments of nyc that come together to form life here. BIG FAN!!!!!!
This was really a uniquely beautiful slice into what it's like to move from SD directly into Midtown Manhattan. While I was there, it really was a struggle to find a way to keep warm and comfortable amid the frosty air and bustling traffic. Honestly, it's a bit of pathetic fallacy because it can feel equally difficult to find warmth in face to face interactions or in a relaxed cafe setting when the ambiance is so caked with people hurrying around. At the same time though, you do see people all the time, everywhere, and that's a bit of hygge that car dependent suburbia can really take away from you, especially cuz COVID.
I also share the feeling of stagnancy when going home, especially for a longer period of time. The hedonistic treadmill of stimulus that is NYC is difficult to walk away from, especially if you have friends there. And the feeling of being stuck is really palpable when you arrive back where you started, away from the relationships you've built. I can relate to how being at home is filled with: 1) text someone, 2) wait and wonder what to do, 3) wonder why you are so preoccupied with how long it will take to get a text back, 4) receive a text and reply to it, 5) repeat. It's quite maddening if you like to think of yourself as a rather independent person but you fall victim to these little things just because there's nothing else to do.
These sound like an exhausting 6 months, but it was great to read about your adventures and how you've felt. Reading this spurred me to write (albeit nowhere as spectacularly) about how mine. I hope things are going swimmingly Chloe :)