New York, I HELLA LOVE U!
It’s officially been 3 years since I moved to NYC and drove cross-country with one of my best friends, Ms. Danielle LaTrece Robinson. It seems like forever ago that we both decided to take a chance and move to the opposite coast (california love) to follow our dreams of being happy and successful black women. Over the years, I have learned so much about myself. I have learned even more about my friends. Its kind of funny that I learned all this from a place that is packed full of new people and places to meet, understand and love. It was in this that I learned so much about my old friends that are scattered all over the country.
More importantly, I learned about what I love about this city. I learned that New York may be a large and wonderful city full of diversity and beautiful things but it is also one of the loneliest places on earth. You move through the city meeting people while the idea of developing deep meaningful relationships is so difficult. I’ve come to realize that its one of those funny things. While there are so many people to meet, people are often looking for the next best thing or overwhelmed by all of the stimuli that there are to take in. While I recognize this, I also realized something else. New York, I love you!! It’s funny cause as a WEST COAST girl, I should never admit this out loud. This might signal some type of disloyalty to the place and people who made me who I am. Well I think it is part of me. It is part of the many aspects of my personality. As I begin to recognize this, I thought it might be a good time to just show some love for a city that I will always have a special place for in my heart. New York, I love you and as a result I thought it might be a good idea to provide all of you with a short list of the things that I have grown to love as an infant new yorker. Who knows how much longer, I will be here? Who knows how long I will remain loyal to my love affair with the city? For now, I celebrate the moment and the memories that I have as a Travelling Womanist in New York City. So here it goes.
I HELLA LOVE….
Dancing (there is no dancing like dancing in NYC to AMAZING DeeJays).
Walking too far to my apartment.
Carrying 50 pounds of laundry 6 blocks (plus up 6 flights of stairs) to wash clothing while picking up groceries and loving it cause it is all a work out and justifies living in the city.
Paying for services that should be free.
Disgruntled non-profit workers.
Lefty graduates from New England Liberal Art Schools that love Brooklyn.
Letting people self identify.
People that are passionate and obsessed with the details of any and everything.
The plausibility that you can be geeky and very knowledgable about any little thing and find someone to discuss it with you.
The idea of planning an entire day around going grocery shopping with someone who has a car.
Paying a man with a van to move.
Free summer concerts.
Happy hour that is always too early to make because you are working.
Talking to friends as you walk from one destination to another (5 minute phone friendships).
Justifying the ridiculous.
Exploring the possibilities…
I hope you like my little list. Feel free to let us know what you love about New York as a Travelling Womanists.
New York, I HELLA love you!!
Peace B. Still,