How we roll in New York

Remember how I declared myself a New Yorker a while back? Well lately I’ve noticed some things that now seem completely normal that would have once been foreign. Consider …

1.Kissing in a subway station. There are so many more romantic places in this city. Yet, I consistently choose grimy train stops as the backdrop for my sweet moments.
2.Walking right through people’s photographs. Hey, if I don’t keep sidewalk traffic moving, who will?
3.Getting crazy excited about free stuff. Free bagels in the kitchen! Free cookies at Bread & Co. downstairs! Sometimes I do eat something other than carbs.
4.Legitimately wondering how one can survive without 24-hour food places right outside the front door. Surely I lived that way once before. I think.
5.Questioning the mental health of someone who was born and raised in the city. It’s weird, right?
6.Seeing a man dressed as Elmo in Times Square with the Elmo head off, his real head in hands as if sobbing. Literally 50 percent of the times I walk through, I see this.
7.Walking past the Broadway theaters several times a day. I stop and enter the “Book of Mormon” lottery on my way home from work when I don’t have class. No big deal.

But it still feels weird to
1.Meet people with exciting jobs. I know the guy who creates the promo animations that dance or swing across the bottom of NBC. Watch for “Indiana Jones” this weekend. My classmate is tasked with protecting the SpongeBob trademark.
2.Hang out with people who make $200K. Do I need to tell you that’s a ton of money?
3.Walk through a neighborhood and hear, “Matt Damon lives right there.” Sidenote: I fully intend to (peacefully) stalk Ryan Gosling.

Published by Candace

I’m a journalist, nutritionist, doting auntie, one-time bobsledder, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.

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