ššš«š 3: New York & Me.
New York is a city people dream of living in. I never in my entire life thought I would actually live here, or go to a school here. It wasnāt in the picture at all. In fact, upon applying and getting accepted here, I didnāt even think I would actually end up going. Yet here I am. New York has given me dystopic memories that you think would only be seen in the movies and New York has given me memories I want to forget. Like with architecture, New York and I have a love-hate relationship. After a month of living in pure excitement clouded by my naive delusions of what it is actually like to live in NYC, my reality bubble shattered. I hated living here. This wasnāt what I thought it was. I was so afraid to go outside. It was my first time living alone, I had no idea what I was doing, I didnāt know why I was here. But after a trip home to Texas, I came back realizing why I havenāt quit living here – this city pushes me. It agitates me in a way that makes me a stronger person, it makes me more patient. This city changed me more than I want to give it credit for. For now, I canāt imagine living anywhere else. However, due to the current climate, Iām not sure if I can continue it to live here jobless. I might have to leave NYC for a little bit, not too far away. I will return though, and will be much happier to take in the city again, itās trash and all. Shot from my roof, a view I will always remember.
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