New York is totally unpredictable. It will both shatter and exceed all of your expectations, and the best thing you can do is simply ride the waves. The jaded passersby and sense of emotional disconnect suddenly make a whole lot of sense. If you get too caught up on the highs or lows, you will lack perspective.
The scenic cityscape rushing by, as the subway passes through the Brooklyn Bridge, is a great visual representation of how busy these past two weeks have been, for reasons mostly unrelated to work.
Last week was insanely busy, what with an event to cover on Monday, the writeup due the following day and my midterm review anticipated for Thursday. In order to rest up for work, after grabbing a quick bite at the dinning hall, I spent most of my evenings in bed with my beloved partner that has yet to fail me, Netflix – aside from that time they figured out I was cheating on them with their French twin via VPN, but those days are long gone.