Today was possibly the most beautiful day in NYC since I’ve moved here. Simply perfect. Naturally, it was also the most NYC kind of day a girl could ask for. Cabs. Meetings. Phone Calls. Time Warner not working. Puppy walks. Lots of friends. Spontaneous lunch dates.
Can someone say, “pinch me?” Actually, I’ve been having to collect “pinch me” moments, and I just keep finding myself getting excited all over again.
I don’t think NYC is an easy place to love. The winters. The grime. The traffic. The rats. The hustle and the competition. The noise. It can really be quite claustrophobic.
But it was warm today. Warm. And sunny. Everybody was out and the city seemed new and, dare I say it, fresh. The hustle was there, but the feeling of opportunity was stronger. I haven’t been the nicest to NYC, but today… I want to say, “New York… I love you.”
Oh, did I mention that I was half a block away from Taylor Swift? I nearly squealed. Just kidding… I did squeal!