Ever have one of those friends that just makes you be the real you? For the last ten years I have had the privilege of knowing one of those people: my best friend Luke. Besides being supa-cool, he and I have developed similar interests and ways of thinking. I know he accepts me just as I am and loves me... not just in spite of my faults, but because of them. I love this man!
New York City is fabulous. Everywhere there are dichotomies: rich and poor, mundane and eccentric, development and decay, despair and hope. Change is perhaps the only constant.
I just got back from a short jaunt to Philly, and the contrast is unbelievable. Philadelphia's history and old architecture have given way to big time urban decay. Though the same thing surely exists in NYC, New York's sheer size may keep the degeneration at bay. With so many residents constantly coming and going, regeneration is an inherent part of this city.
While I'm not sure I could ever live here for more than a few years (maybe it's just too fast for me), I'm enamoured by NYC's unparalleled energy.
