NYC is great in that there’s always something new to be explored – a new present waiting to be opened. Just walking around the city evokes a passion that I haven’t experienced anywhere else. There’s a euphoric rush that flows deep down and inspires me (that feeling intensifies when you have Band of Horses playing in the background).
Moving to New York has opened my eyes to a new world I didn’t know existed. The hustle and bustle, showtime, the variety of cultures, the arts etc. when blended together makes for a unique spark – otherwise referred to as the NY magic (which I now understand). There’s really no better place to learn about yourself than exploring the streets of New York.
Having the ability to take random trains to random parts of town and explore random places has given me the ability to live life to the fullest. There’s a bit of FOMO, but at the same time, I’m always doing something, so I don’t feel like I’m missing out on anything. I’m doing what I want to do and it’s pretty darn liberating (that may be a bit of an exaggeration, but as someone who hasn’t experienced much, this is freedom).
On the sports side of things (because duh…how am I going to discuss NY and not mention sports), I’ve always hated baseball. I’ve gone to games, but I never actively kept up with it. However, going to a Yankees game was something else. The atmosphere was rowdy and energetic – which made the other baseball games I went to seem like a joke.
As for football, we’ll have to see. I’m kind of sad that I won’t get the Cowboys on TV anymore, but having to watch the Jets (aka the team that gave birth to the butt fumble) has me considering buying a league pass so I can watch my Ravens…Jk I’m too broke for that. I would if I could. At this point I’m not even going to talk about the Knicks, but Kristaps Porzingis showed promise in the Summer League so we’ll see. #InPhilWeTrust
Until next time folks – Peace,
– The Real Swaggy P