I Love NY

I love that feeling of arriving in NYC after being gone for a while. It's the feeling of stopping to smell the flowers, stopping to look at its beauty, reminding yourself of how much there's to be lived. I love the feeling of when you arrive at the subway station and the train arrives at the exact same time you step foot on the platform and you feel the wind on your face. This feeling of new New York and old New York mixed together. The feeling of all the people who lived and passed through New York City. That feeling of looking at the Empire State like it's a long lost cousin that you haven't seen in a while. That feeling of opportunity, of joy, of possibility, of dreams, of anything can happen anytime. The feeling of refreshing ideas like rain drops from the sky, being exchanged out and about and all put together in the same melting pot of cultures, of people, of live that clash into each other like waves and create a ripple effect all around the world.

New York makes you believe in yourself. It tells you anything and everything is possible. It tells you to keep reaching, keep going, and making the best out of this life.

Thank you for all that you are and all that you will be, and all that we've been through together.
New York brings back memories, lessons, hope.

I love you New York.