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I’ll take a tall sexy mocha latte w/hazelnut eyes and cooking abilities. Grey sweatpants optional.
I’m a native New Yorker who shouts loud and proud to anyone who will listen that this is the best place to be. I’ve always said that I could never see myself living anywhere else but here. The thought of moving to ‘retire’ in say, Florida seemed so unimaginable to me. (It’s still unimaginable. I’d never move to Florida because well…..FLORIDA! but, somewhere else might now be to far fetched for me.
Something changed just after my last birthday. I started to find myself less and less enthused about being in the city that never sleeps day in and day out. What suddenly changed?
Not the nightlife.
This is a place that you can find anything to do, any day of the week at any time of the day. You certainly will never go bored and you also don’t have to go broke because there are an equal number of free things to do as there is paid entertainment. I enjoy the option of being able to go out solo or in a group and have a great time while meeting new people.
Not the dating scene.
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There are lots and lots and lots of men to choose from in the five boroughs. They come in all shapes, sizes and nationalities. Young, old, athletic or nerds, the options are unlimited like ordering at Starbucks. I’ll take a tall sexy mocha latte w/hazelnut eyes and cooking abilities. Grey sweatpants optional. COMING RIGHT UP! I’ve enjoyed dating and switching it up to just crushing. Right now I’m in crush mode. The dating scene is most definitely not the issue.
I just need a change of pace.
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I think I may just need a long extended vacation to maybe learn to appreciate New York again. Around my birthday last year I spent time with a friend from Trinidad and he’s so laid back as most islanders seem to be. Everything we did seemed to just be in that relaxed mode while the world bustled around us.
Even in Times Square it was just a chill vibe. That made me take a step back and slow myself down. You don’t realize how fast you’re really going through life without taking a breath until you just start putting your foot down on the breaks.
Also, when he went home, We’d Skype and whatapp and my scenery of bricks, cement and buildings versus his of palm trees, beach and sunshine made me yearn for someplace a bit more quiet. Not to say life is simpler there than here but, it certainly is more beautiful to look at.
(photo sent to me of a typical day in Trinidad & Tobago. This is Tobago.)
Originally, I gave myself until my next birthday to decide what I was going to do but, that like most things in life, is fast approaching on June 5th and I’m really not as spontaneous as I’d like to think I am so, I’m thinking I’ll give myself until the end of the year. If my feelings haven’t changed by then, I’m afraid I may vamoose. We’ll see.
I love you NYC but, I think we need some time apart. It’s not you. You haven’t changed. It’s me.
