Since I was about 10-years-old, I've always wanted to travel and live in different places. For the past five years, I've wanted to make The Big Apple my home. The skyscrapers, the melting pot of cultures, Madison Square Garden, the Statue of Liberty -- you get the point. There are so many opportunities and things to do there. There's more to the city than the glitz and glam we're fed via TV and social media. There just seems to be a different energy up there.
There's always something to do and that's something I look forward to. As much as I want to be there, I'm afraid of making that move. It's far from home, far bigger than where I'm from and cost of living isn't cheap either. It's a make-it-or-break-it kind of place. I know friends who have been brave enough to make the move and they seem to be doing fine.
Being away from for two and a half years with people from all over the place and meeting people online with similar interests from different places really changed my perspective. I'm ready to step out of my comfort zone again and really start living life. Away from home that is. While I'm enamored by the city that never sleeps, I'm a tad nervous too. What if I have to give up my car? I'm used to being able to go and come as I please. The craziness on the train, Stop and Frisk laws, the list goes on... But with every place, you must take the good with the bad.