The Thing About New York Is…

It will test you.

you will meet the city’s tests head on and give yourself a big pat on your most certainly sore back. But if you’re way in over your head, you might find yourself scanning the Jet Blue one way flights back to wherever it is you originally came.

New York will make you stronger and weaker. Your ego gets stronger, your skin gets metaphorically thicker and you also develop pedicure-resistant calluses on your feet. Your tolerance for slow-moving things like baby strollers and old people carrying their groceries diminishes. Forget moderation–happy hour is now a part of your daily diet. And your expensive but needed coffees are chipping away at a bank account that has never been more sickly in its life.

The city pulls you far away from home. “With a dream in your heart you’re never alone.” And while Dionne Warwick was singing about a different city entirely, it stays pertinent for trying to make it in New York. This city will ask you time and time again. “Wellllll? Was it worth leaving your entire family and newborn nephew on the other side of the country just so you could live in this overpriced playground?”

When you think about it, New York is like the attractive, down-to-earth guy who may or may not be “the one.” He’s quite fun to look at, he’s a blast to hang out with and you see yourself with him for the long run because, really, how could there be anything better than this?

But you have a slight inkling that he’s too good to be true.