In about one year and a half since I’ve arrived here, I came to love New York City.
I love it for the life, the energy that it radiates. I love it for the very blue skies on which the clouds seem to be endlessly creating art pieces.I love it cause it made me feel so “at home” from the very first moments. I love it for the possibilities that if offers. For here you can do or find anything, at any time.
But most of all I love it for its diversity.You need to live in such a cultural conglomerate in order to see what reactions it awakens deep inside you, in order to realize that no matter how open minded you think you are, prejudices have still a very well set place inside.And it shocks you. And it makes you want to change, to evolve. And you take a look at the people around you and you try to adapt. And day by day you get closer and closer to the New World’s mentality. One day you change your coffee, next day you change your shopping habits, then the attitude towards one person, and one person leads to the next and so on. But there, there lies the greatest danger of all, of waking up one day and finding a stranger in the mirror, of losing yourself in this enormous bowl of thoughts and ideas.
Yesterday I watched an interview with Johnny Depp who, being asked why he refused a lot of screenplays, stated at some point “I didn’t want to be their product”. Well, I don’t want to be a New York product either. I want to be me living in New York. I want to make a difference here by being myself, by doing things my way. To build my very own version of the American dream. Because that’s where the beauty of this city stands: in its diversity.
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3 Responses to “ I love New York”
Gosh, everyone who moves to New York raves on about how awesome it is! I am so jealous.
Maybe you should try it kid:)
Gosh! You’ve been slacking off again and not blogging! You better hurry up and say things!
I only came back here because I was updating my feeds!!
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Ooo. My dad randomly asked if I wanted to go to america next year (It was meant to sound casual like a joke, but wasn’t). Then before I could reply with “uh, dude OBVIOUSLY, it’s like where I want to go) he got out of the car and started dancing because we were going to go watch hairspray.
I hid behind the seat until he entered the cinema.