I love the city. LOVE it. But with all great romances, I also hate it from time to time. There's rarely an in between for me and the love greatly outweighs the hate. (Most days that is.)
This weekend was honestly filled with a lot of dislike. Despite the fact that the weather was perfection. I was more frustrated than I think I should have been. Everything was driving me insane. Big things, yes. But mostly the little, dumb things. People not lining up the right way in Starbucks, being trampled by fourteen fifth graders on scooters, the subways not running normally on the weekends, everyone (myself included) being late for everything because two miles can take forty minutes, people smoking on the sidewalks, dating and the city, a girl wearing see-through plastic wrap as a dress with a fake knife/blood in her chest.... I mean, I had pretty much had it with the city.
After tossing and turning all night long because of my anxiety, I finally dragged myself out of bed to get ready for brunch with a friend. I started the morning by scrolling through my Tumblr newsfeed. The Universe delivered exactly what I needed to see...
"... when it feels like You versus eight million Thems. But if you can break the crowd into pieces, and then break the stone-faced armor until the honesty spills out... the city softens..."
I love Humans of New York. More than I can even really write. And watching this feature makes me love it even more!
Oh, New York. I do love you.