I’ve worked in Brooklyn for over seven years and lived here for almost four. I love this borough. A lot. But, there are times when I miss living in Manhattan. They usually happen when I’m leaving one of my best friend’s apartments on the Upper West Side and I’m walking south on Central Park West with the park to my left and the lights of midtown ahead of me. Said friend and I had what others (and who are we kidding, ourselves) might initially call a lame New Years, but laughing for hours is never lame. And, lucky for me the laughing didn’t end when I left her apartment at 1 am by myself. Like I said, there is something about this city that makes me feel so grateful that I know it like the back of my hand. Walking by myself on New Year’s was almost poetic, observing the city silently with a smile, loving it and the great friends I have here.
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