As I live on the east coast, it’s hard not to get caught up in the bright lights and the big city charm. There is always something to do, parks to run through, people to see, museums and monuments to explore, and food to be consumed. I would love to spend more time on the east coast exploring, but for the time, I’m also quite content in the city itself.
Every day that I live here, I meet more and more unique individuals. People who have lived in the same building for sixty years and people who recently moved to pursue acting. A majority of New York is made up of us transplants, people looking to accomplish something or prove something or find a better life in the concrete jungle.
It’s strange because a part of me knows that I will never truly be a New Yorker. Since the unwritten requirement is about 7-10 years, I doubt that will ever happen. Sure, I’ve learned how to walk the walk (no really, I walk fast and I mean business) but I like to think that I’ve still kept up the Southern California charm – say hi to people, strike up conversations, and don’t be too rude. I’ve got 20+ years of history with that Golden State and there’s just something about talking to people about the beloved (or hated) freeway system, going from the beaches to the mountains, and 70F winters.
These are also times in our lives to push our comfort zones and adjust our expectations. This is the time to just live. Don’t make too many plans that you miss out on what’s around you. Stop scrolling through Instagram to see what you are missing out on and instead, just go out and do you. Find what makes you happy and stick with it.